Posts by Thomas Moore3

Ah, you already picked it up? My bad, I didn't finish reading the thread... It is absolutely critical to monitor for pressure sores and stay on top of wound care.

I know high-end mattresses aren't cheap, and I'm not sure what the actual market rates are right now.

We actually found a workaround. We went straight to a foam manufacturer and bought a single block of foam cut to bed size—about 16 inches thick. It worked perfectly for us and saved a ton of money. We picked ours up near a factory off the Potomac in New York City, but you'll have to scout around to find a local supplier.

As for what the doctor might do? I honestly don't know. He might turn her away, but he’ll likely be smart about it—claiming she needs to build up her strength before starting therapy and things like that. He won't just tell her to go home and say there's nothing left to do. You should prepare her for that possibility now, because it's going to be a rough ride when he eventually sends her home.

I don't check my PMs very often, so if you need anything, just reach out here, okay?

Definitely take her. When we brought our patient in, he was rolling his eyes at us behind our backs because of where we were taking him, but honestly, who cares? My experience tells me this—take her. Don't kill off any hope until the very last second. Your mother isn't stupid; she knows what's happening, but you can never, ever strip away that sense of hope. OK? So yes, take her. Keep her encouraged with alternative options, nutrition, or whatever else works... just give her hope. OK?

I believe these things leave traces behind. It’s just a matter of ensuring we don't let them multiply too much. :-) But if they remain—they remain, regardless of our wishes.

I've become much more "realistic," but I don't think that's a bad thing. I used to be hyper-romantic :-) and completely unrealistic. Now, I actually stop to consider whether what a man tells me is the truth, rather than just taking everything at face value like I used to.

And that's a good thing. Some might say I've grown callous, but I prefer to say I've finally come to my senses.

I find it impossible to believe that a guy showing up in cheap clothes from a flea market calling himself an "entrepreneur," or a man who only texts me during business hours on weekdays—never on weekends or in the evenings—is somehow not married. 😁

So, decide for yourselves: have I become harsh, or just realistic?

Why should having a "partner" or "someone else" be a prerequisite for finding happiness? Can't people find fulfillment through countless other avenues? Or is there still this outdated mindset that if you aren't married, you haven't truly succeeded—even if you’re leading the country or running major charities?

Personally, I see things differently. There are endless ways to achieve personal fulfillment. A partner is just one option among many. They aren't always essential.

I finally made it happen, God knows, after nearly two years of wallowing in deep depression. The hardest part is facing yourself. It’s admitting things you’ve been avoiding—like realizing you made a massive mistake in judgment. Or acknowledging your parents were overly restrictive. Or that your best friend actually resents you because you’re more successful. Or that your neighbor keeps harassing you in the driveway because you get under his skin. Or that you're overweight. Or that you lack an education. Or... whatever else. The toughest thing is looking in the mirror and accepting the raw truth.

Once you own up to it, choosing a direction becomes simple.

Believe me, admitting all that wasn't easy for me. But once I did, everything changed. I stood up, brushed myself off, and got to work. I organized my life—one step at a time. I cut out the dead weight, dumped the jerk, committed to losing 20 pounds, decided to go back to school, and so on. Was it easy? No. Do I still sit around feeling sorry for myself? NOT A CHANCE.

They only block us if we let them. I’ve seen it all—the good, the bad, and the ugly.
The only logical takeaway here is this: never let anyone else take the wheel of your life. At the end of the day, we are the ones responsible for our own existence. We can't blame an ex-husband, a rough childhood, or some guy who cheated on us if we choose to spend our lives miserable and broken. Sure, those guys were jerks, but I’m moving forward anyway. Pure spite. The best revenge is simply living well.

When one of those losers runs into me now, and they see me looking better than I did ten years ago, feeling happier, killing it at work, and being financially stable—while they’re just pathetic, washed up, broke, and spiraling... believe me, every single one of them thinks: "Damn, if I had been smarter, I would have had her."

And no, I’m not being arrogant. After everything I went through, I just decided to give everyone the middle finger. That includes my own family.

I am sorry you went through that. I can't claim to understand, because I haven't lived it, and anyone who hasn't will never truly grasp it. Don't expect them to, either. Well-meaning people might offer sympathy, but actual understanding? That's rare. Just keep moving forward. This is simply another hurdle in your own journey of self-growth. Perhaps you even chose this path yourself. Be brave and focus on the result.

Hi there. I think you’ll need at least one, if not three years, to work through this. And that is perfectly normal. Don't expect any overnight miracles; your mind will go through plenty of dark moments and nightmares, but keep in mind that THIS IS NORMAL. If you didn't feel these things, then you would actually be MENTALLY ILL, not because you are feeling them.

But look, the human psyche is an incredibly resilient and brilliant thing. The entire human organism has the capacity to heal itself if you simply allow it to happen. If you believe professional help will assist you (it did for my mother when her son was dying of cancer), then seek it out. If you don't think it will help, don't go, because you'll only end up more frustrated (I didn't go because I felt there was nothing smart left to hear). It all depends on your personality—some people can push through alone, while others need a little outside support. Figure out what kind of person you are and head in that direction. For me, my best friend helped, and perhaps you have someone like that too. However, if you have no one, then you really should see a psychiatrist, because being completely alone is too much... just think about what I've said.

As for that endless question regarding why he did what he did—look, it was simply his choice, or rather, the choice of his soul. Every soul chooses its own path. Perhaps the poor man saw no other way out; sometimes people fall into a psychosis where trivial problems become insurmountable. Maybe he was just miserable. You can be angry and insulted, but you must accept that it was his path and his choice, and he had the right to make it. Just as you have the right to yours.

I highly recommend the book "Lady Gaga," I believe it was written by The German. I think it will help lighten your burden significantly. It certainly helped me, and I've been calmer since.

And forget about the shame. Anyone trying to impose it on you is an imbecile, and you should feel free to send them straight to FEMA without mercy. People like that have no place in your life.