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Mods - I understand that this post is off topic, but this was the only place I was pretty sure that the folks I am familiar with all congregate on a regular basis. If you feel that you need to move this post, I will not be in the least offended, but considering the circumstances, I am not too proud to beg for a little leeway.
Folks, there comes a time in every mans life when he must cast aside any semblance of pride and any shred of dignity he may have been clinging to and not only accept graciously (for which I have endeavored never to be too prideful) but to outright beg for the sympathy, empathy, help, and well wishes of those he considered his peers and mentors.
While I am forbidden to disclose the details, suffice it to say, I am at such a point. Frankly, my life these last three months has been stark hell. The very foundations of my reality have been shaken and shattered, and I admit to occasional suicidal thoughts. I am not able to admit defeat (or I wouldn't be here anymore) but I have been brought lower than I ever thought was possible by the one person I was sure would never so much as consider such a turn of events.
The reasons for this post, I guess, are twofold. One to explain a long and deeply regretted absence from very good company here on bladeforums, and two, to do something I have never done before in my life. Ask for your prayers and well wishes.
Please, if yours is a specific faith, be it hindu, christian, muslim, wiccan, or whatever else, do not feel that I would be in the least ashamed, offended, argumentative, or in any other way opposed to the sincere observation of any faith, for that matter, well wishes from no faith in particular, agnostics, or athiests. I do believe that the higher power we all strive to understand hears the heartfelt prayers of all, and these days, it's all I seem to have left.
This particular issue has completely consumed my every waking thought for at least three months now, and shows absoloutley no sign of abating. Page, if you read this, I hope you aren't offended if that billet of damascus isn't finished by this years Ashokan, but for the last three months at least, and for the forseeable future, I am hanging up my hammer. I love bladesmithing, but right now, I simply can't be trusted to maintain the level of concentration to operate a forge or handle hot metal safely, nor could I even muster enough give a damn to stay safe if I decided to give it a shot.
Folks, there comes a time in every mans life when he must cast aside any semblance of pride and any shred of dignity he may have been clinging to and not only accept graciously (for which I have endeavored never to be too prideful) but to outright beg for the sympathy, empathy, help, and well wishes of those he considered his peers and mentors.
While I am forbidden to disclose the details, suffice it to say, I am at such a point. Frankly, my life these last three months has been stark hell. The very foundations of my reality have been shaken and shattered, and I admit to occasional suicidal thoughts. I am not able to admit defeat (or I wouldn't be here anymore) but I have been brought lower than I ever thought was possible by the one person I was sure would never so much as consider such a turn of events.
The reasons for this post, I guess, are twofold. One to explain a long and deeply regretted absence from very good company here on bladeforums, and two, to do something I have never done before in my life. Ask for your prayers and well wishes.
Please, if yours is a specific faith, be it hindu, christian, muslim, wiccan, or whatever else, do not feel that I would be in the least ashamed, offended, argumentative, or in any other way opposed to the sincere observation of any faith, for that matter, well wishes from no faith in particular, agnostics, or athiests. I do believe that the higher power we all strive to understand hears the heartfelt prayers of all, and these days, it's all I seem to have left.
This particular issue has completely consumed my every waking thought for at least three months now, and shows absoloutley no sign of abating. Page, if you read this, I hope you aren't offended if that billet of damascus isn't finished by this years Ashokan, but for the last three months at least, and for the forseeable future, I am hanging up my hammer. I love bladesmithing, but right now, I simply can't be trusted to maintain the level of concentration to operate a forge or handle hot metal safely, nor could I even muster enough give a damn to stay safe if I decided to give it a shot.