How would you like to die when the day comes? Sorry, it's not up to you!

The right to the end of life with dignity.

After 50 years old, my attention to health and death has gradually occupied more of space in my brain.

Many people like to plan for their pregnancy, having a child. Planned pregnancy, planned new life.

We don’t allow a person to plan for his death in a comfortable way, surrounded by all family members, have a sedative injection to fall asleep and followed by another heart suppressing injection to die in sleep peacefully. We don’t allow it even it is the most important business of this person; even it is a business only matter to this person and his loved ones. As bystanders, we, the society, don’t allow it. Sorry, it is just not up to you, as of today.

Many people euthanize our loved pets to have a planned and organized peaceful environment for their last moments, we don’t allow this right to a human, no matter how desperate he demands.

“Suicide is not an option. Get help.”; but help is not always available.

“Face the challenge and be strong.”; who are we to judge?

The fact is: another high school young man killed himself recently because his pain from his illness was unbearable. I can hardly imagine what emotional suffering a person has to go through when he decides to end his live.

Shouldn't we do our best help a person leaving the world in peace, with least suffering? We have given this humanity to death row offenders, why don’t we give the right to a decent human being? Enlighten me!

Let’s Suck!

A patient of mine, alias A.O., has high standard for herself and astonishing grades in school. The excellence is built on a lot of hard work and long hour studying, something she decides to do and has full control. She has a spell. She gets very nervous on stage or in a presentation. The level of nervousness can skyrocket into an episode of a panic attack. Over the years, she developed some ways to manage the anxiety. Focusing on breathing, visualizing happy or relaxing environments, being positive, convincing herself that she has put in so much effort and known everything inside out and nothing will go wrong…, all the prescriptions from the professionals.

Actually, there is an unconventional suggestion, given by her nerdy classmate, and she finds helpful sometimes.

A.O. still remembers vividly the “wisdom” she received in high school when she was extremely nervous about doing a presentation. Her classmate turned over and said firmly with a Russian accent "If you know you're going to suck, why bother worrying about it. Just go out there and suck".

She couldn’t bear all the negative words at the beginning. After digesting the words, she found that it helped.

Ah ha, what’s wrong if we suck? Shall we be ashamed when we suck?

Why do we have to rock to have fun? Can we not have fun when we suck?

It’s not the end of my life; it’s certainly not the end of the world!

On the other hand, by saying “we rock” doesn’t make us rock.

Don’t get me wrong that I embrace failure. Failure or success, I embrace the work, the process, something I control and decide, and accept the outcome. Life is not only about achieving, gaining or succeeding.

                       

Let’s suck and have fun!

Do you have anyone to complain to?

A friend listens to your complaints...

A true friend listens to your complaints and guides you a direction...

A really good friend listens to your complaints and complaints with you.

Treasure the people you can complain to!