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I was so happy for so long. I had a bunch of really great knives, all blades I considered "hard use" and I was sure were going to live forever and give me years and years of faithful service. They were knives that I've trusted to live up to the expectations I had for them, and as long as i took care of them, they would never let me down. I was sure that each one was the absolute best for whatever job I had purchased it for. Now, I'm sure all of these things will be true for someone new, but not for me.
You see, I've been cursed. Cursed with an awareness I had not before. Cursed with a knowledge that brought it all crashing down for me. I can't point any fingers, because my eyes were opened by the collective. Those more knowing than I, who knew the consequences of their suggestions, they let me do this to myself. I thank them and hold my two fingers to them at the same time. They've shown me what I was missing, and at the same time, ruined everything I had spent my money on for so long for me, now to the point that I want to sell it all, but the selected few.
By now, one of two things has happened. One, you're ready for me to tell you what has ruined me so, even though in your minds you already know the answer. Or two, you have already clicked the blue link that says "Wilderness & Survival Skills " At the top which will take you safely back to the previous menu of threads whilst updating the links that you have already visited. For those of you still here, I have an answer of two words...
F#%&ING MORA.
Other than the Moras, which I've been unable to leave the house without since i got them, a Ranger, a RAT-7, and a custom that I had made, the rest of the collection must go. Everytime I look at the collection, other than those mentioned, I cry a little on the inside. I tell them "It's not you. It's me." I try to comfort them with the knowledge that one day they'll move on and they'll see that this relationship was doomed from the start and they're better off without me. They need someone who will appreciate them more than I'm capable. I have grown as a person, and we have grown... apart. I'll always remember the times we shared and the various cutting and chopping tasks we took on together, but now I have to move on. It's a very emotional time for all of us. :'(
Damnit.
You see, I've been cursed. Cursed with an awareness I had not before. Cursed with a knowledge that brought it all crashing down for me. I can't point any fingers, because my eyes were opened by the collective. Those more knowing than I, who knew the consequences of their suggestions, they let me do this to myself. I thank them and hold my two fingers to them at the same time. They've shown me what I was missing, and at the same time, ruined everything I had spent my money on for so long for me, now to the point that I want to sell it all, but the selected few.
By now, one of two things has happened. One, you're ready for me to tell you what has ruined me so, even though in your minds you already know the answer. Or two, you have already clicked the blue link that says "Wilderness & Survival Skills " At the top which will take you safely back to the previous menu of threads whilst updating the links that you have already visited. For those of you still here, I have an answer of two words...
F#%&ING MORA.
Other than the Moras, which I've been unable to leave the house without since i got them, a Ranger, a RAT-7, and a custom that I had made, the rest of the collection must go. Everytime I look at the collection, other than those mentioned, I cry a little on the inside. I tell them "It's not you. It's me." I try to comfort them with the knowledge that one day they'll move on and they'll see that this relationship was doomed from the start and they're better off without me. They need someone who will appreciate them more than I'm capable. I have grown as a person, and we have grown... apart. I'll always remember the times we shared and the various cutting and chopping tasks we took on together, but now I have to move on. It's a very emotional time for all of us. :'(
Damnit.