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اندرو سلیمان ، نویسنده ، حرفه خود را صرف گفتن داستان سختی های دیگران کرده است. اکنون او به سمت درون می چرخد ​​، ما را به کودکی درگیر می کند ، در عین حال قصه های افراد شجاعی را که در سالهای پس از آن ملاقات کرده است نیز می چرخاند. سلیمان در یک گفتگوی خنده دار ، دلچسب و در بعضی مواقع کاملاً خنده دار ، دعوت قدرتمندی می کند تا از بزرگترین مبارزات ما معنا یابد.

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  2. The worst moment of my life was about 4 months ago when I woke up in the hospital after a bad car accident, worst part being it was completely my fault due to poor judgement but fortunately I was the only one injured. I woke up in agony and didn't know what hospital I was at or how I'd gotten there with had a fractured pelvis, leg broken in two locations, broken arm, concussion, dulled physical senses, worst being an altered sense of smell. Everything smelled like vomit to me for weeks and I was constantly nauseous because of it. After about a week tolerating it I was starting to lose my mind because I was worried that I was going to be smelling vomit forever and it was like torture, way worse than the physical pain I was in. I became obsessed over it and had the worst time trying to sleep at night or when no one was around to take my mind off it. Fortunately the vomit smell went away but my sense of smell is still pretty dulled compared too what it used to be like I think. I talked to some medical specialists about my dulled senses and they told me the combination of symptoms I had are not possible and just basically said that most of it was all in my head without actually saying it directly. It felt too real to be in my head though. My mom thought I was going crazy and wanted to send me to a psychiatric hospital so I had to chill out and keep it all inside so she wouldn't send me which was really hard. I was also diagnosed with severe depression and anxiety from that but I'm getting better. I remember feeling half dead, like I had killed myself that day and was now just and observer in a broken body that was no longer mine. I wished I could reverse time so badly. I wanted to mourn for myself but I couldn't because it was like my emotions died with me but no one could see that. It was as if I had died and no one noticed. Whenever I get sick nowadays and can't smell anything though, I get flashbacks of what it was like before and get extremely bad anxiety, can't sleep, and feel like I'm dead inside. In my head it feels like someone shot me and I'm bleeding out but no one notices or is there to mourn for me, not even myself. It's quite distressing but I keep it to myself so no one feels bad for me, especially considering nothing can be done about it anyways. Also whenever someone says they smell something but I can't smell it I just get really depressed about it. One thing that keeps haunting me was how stupid and avoidable the accident was. Overall though, I think I'm slowly improving but I still don't feel like myself, don't know if I ever will again.

  4. I have tried to start my new life after moving to London for university at 19. I’d been financially getting support, but none of emotional. I was constantly making mistakes, wrong choices and at the end I became more indecisive and had to come back home after my visa expired. I have lost all my friends back in town, wasn’t building new healthy relationships, now I’m like a 24 years old with a mindset of a baby. I need to build everything from the bottom again, but I’m hesitating if this is my ambition to refuse my fortune… I’m really afraid and scared. I feel badly alone. I’ve always wanted friends. Most of them in my teen was superficial, it is partly my fault that I didn’t know how to open up myself. I’m afraid if I’m sociopathic or something 🙁 I want relationships, not bad ones.. but I don’t know how ..

  8. The story about his son, him saying he would be his dad's friend, the fact that he is able to raise beautiful minded children with his husband after the discrimination and hate he has been through, I am weeping. I went into this video to pass some time meaningfully, but now I come out of it tearing myself apart, questioning my sexuality again. I have to say thank you for sparking this inner conflict again, its somewhat comforting to know I still have room to grow.

  12. I'm fucking trying man. Typing this with tears rolling down my face. I take care of my younger siblings. My mom got diagnosed with schizophrenia and psychosis. My dad is going through stuff, my stepmom has cancer. I'm drowning right now I'm fucking drowning. I want to give up more than ever.

  13. WHO! IS! CUTTING! ONIONSS!!!???

    He got me first time with the Russian tanks turning around but then killed me with his kid's speech, LAWD A MERCY

    Beautiful speech, wonderful message, and I am glad he mentioned the double edged sword of identity politics, but still he's right, ideally we will one day live in a world where we stop abusing each other and the planet

  17. BUt what about the pain if he had taken the other path. Then it would be another sweet struggle to forge alternative meaning and build alternative identity? wouldnt it? Could it work work both ways?

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