I've been suffering with chronic back and neck pain for over 20 years. I just discovered this site, yesterday. I'm not sure exactly what I'm looking for here. I know that my pain is old, ancient, deep and forever. It reminds me of the mountains an hour west of me, here in Alberta. They're permanently, as old as time and immovable. I think of suicide now and then. I'm sure many chronic pain sufferers do. I sometimes ask myself, what kind of life is it that I am living? What am I GIVING my two sons? the students that I teach? myself? God? I am a Christian. I rejoice at the deeper meaning of this celebration we call Easter. Holy cow. The guy died on a cross and rose again. Isn't that amazing? Yet? Still I wonder what has He given me? Life, yes. Happiness, yes, for awhile. Quality of life?? A future of pain, day after day. I'm not sure I'm a strong enough character to handle the future I sometimes see for myself. I've been reading your blog. You guys seem so on it. So optimistic.
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