I don't know if I already posted some of this but man this week is fucking kicking ass! I'm really excited about asking that girl out on friday (really hoping she says yes but if she doesn't it's not the end of the world), I got offered a THIRD job so now I teach muay thai at one gym, am a personal trainer at Bally ,am up for another job teaching muay thai at another gym (with far higher pay than my other one since it's at a super expensive and high end gym in the rich part of the east bay area) and I sold $200 in training today! I have a ton of appointments scheduled, people who are going to buy training confirmed (the 200 is just a start and was paid in full which is always good) and I talked to the label we're going to release our new album on and it's going to be really great, personal and we're even going to get some money to pay for promo for once!
it's pretty crazy how so many months of shit can go by and then one week just starts kicking so much ass, it really reminds me that everything in life is temporary and will change. it's hard to remind myself of that in hard times but it's the truth and it really does help push you through.
Bro hugs. Keep doin what you're doin and everything will work out.Watched my Dad die after a battle with cancer yesterday, quite possibly one of the most distressing things I've ever witnessed. After a while when it was apparent he was just waiting to die and shallowly breathing while spazzing I wanted to punch the nurse in the face and scream at her JUST GIVE HIM EVERYTHING, MORPHINE, ATIVAN, FLEXIRIL, JUST LET HIM GO IN A VELVET SLEEP but they had procedures and all sorts of bullshit. I know its irrational but fuck it just made me mad. I know he wasn't in pain or anything and having his whole family by his side is what he would've wanted but still it all just infuriated me.
Really fucked me up seeing that and him in that condition but I feel a bit better now and even though a lot of it is probably still repressed, I feel it pushes me forward to do everything he'd want me to do. When he saw that my band had a small piece in Terrorizer he was overjoyed and the news of my new jobs in personal training and future success made him really happy so I'm going to push even harder to accomplish everything and more. I'll be a physical therapist, top personal trainer, frontman of a huge metal band; I'm already on my way so it's not just a stupid dream, with this drive I know I can do it for me and to make him proud. R.I.P Dad.
Watched my Dad die after a battle with cancer yesterday, quite possibly one of the most distressing things I've ever witnessed. After a while when it was apparent he was just waiting to die and shallowly breathing while spazzing I wanted to punch the nurse in the face and scream at her JUST GIVE HIM EVERYTHING, MORPHINE, ATIVAN, FLEXIRIL, JUST LET HIM GO IN A VELVET SLEEP but they had procedures and all sorts of bullshit. I know its irrational but fuck it just made me mad. I know he wasn't in pain or anything and having his whole family by his side is what he would've wanted but still it all just infuriated me.
Really fucked me up seeing that and him in that condition but I feel a bit better now and even though a lot of it is probably still repressed, I feel it pushes me forward to do everything he'd want me to do. When he saw that my band had a small piece in Terrorizer he was overjoyed and the news of my new jobs in personal training and future success made him really happy so I'm going to push even harder to accomplish everything and more. I'll be a physical therapist, top personal trainer, frontman of a huge metal band; I'm already on my way so it's not just a stupid dream, with this drive I know I can do it for me and to make him proud. R.I.P Dad.
Sorry to hear that man, but you becoming more determined to achieve your goals in life because of him would be something a father would be proud of.
Sorry Andrew... I really am. I can't imagine having to witness that, and I really do dread the day it happens. I hope it makes you a stronger person, and that you seek the beauty in life as an aftermath of the sad. Grieve and let go, then go live your life. That's some of the best advice I've ever received.