A Beginning-- The Tale of My Life
Someone just asked me where I have been for the last few years, so I thought I would share my lost years with any and all who care to read any of it. This may be long and boring so I will chop it up into several separate posts here on lJ. Please feel free to post any responses you feel like whether they be positive or negative. I don’t expect this to bring about any earth shattering soul searching changes or anything like that I just want to share it here. Many of my former friends thought I was dead years ago and many of my best friends have died during the last few years so I don’t think many will actually read this.
My name is Charlie Bahia of course and this is an account of my life from September 2001 down to today.
Anyone who knew me back then can tell you that I was a very sad guy and of course most of it had to do with being desperately and hopelessly in love .It has always seemed like a cruel joke that life plays on all of us to give us the strongest feelings of love just at the time when we don’t have a clue as to how to deal with it. A prime example are two young people written about by someone we all know well Mr William Shakespeare. I know you already know I’m talking about Romeo and Juliet. That story may seem a little extreme to some people but I can tell you from experience it pretty well hits the nail right on the head when it comes to young feelings of love. Death and insanity are usually little puppy dogs nipping right on the hills of unrequited and or otherwise hindered love.If anything good at all can come from this extroadinary tale my hope would be that it might be the simple sudden understanding that comes from realizing that life and love are not exactly what they seem to be on the surface. I have encountered people and things in the last few years that have opened my eyes beyond anything you would think possible.
I will begin on the night everything seemed the darkest and I was at the point where death seemed the only way out of my pain and desperation. On that night I had a knife stuck to my chest and was at the very point of shoving it in when my phone rang. At first I ignored it but finally answered it and it was one of the few real friends I had. For some reason I felt like I had to tell him what I was doing and he told me that he wouldn’t try to stop me but that he did want to talk to me in person first. I thought that a couple of more hours wouldn’t make any difference either way so I said come on over. Another one of my friends was living with him at the time and they both came to my house. Sadly and ironically I have learned that both these good friends have since traveled down the very road they talked me out of on that night. I think of them often and will refer back to them as I go along, but since they both have left this world in other than easy to understand circumstances I will for now give them new names. I will call them Lex and Clark for obvious reasons that will make them recognizable to only the closest of friends.
Lex and Clark are two of the coolest people I have ever met and did not come to preach to me that night but came to give me options. You see the thing that made them so understanding of my predicament is that they both had similar heartaches going on in their lives. Lex was one of those people you just couldn’t say no to. When he spoke you had to listen, so I listened. I’ve often thought he would have been a great General or Admiral .Clark was not nearly as aggressive but you could feel he was genuine and everything he said had a reason behind it, even the crazy things. If I were ever to go into battle I can think of no two other people I would want to have by my side than those two.--------To Be continued
My name is Charlie Bahia of course and this is an account of my life from September 2001 down to today.
Anyone who knew me back then can tell you that I was a very sad guy and of course most of it had to do with being desperately and hopelessly in love .It has always seemed like a cruel joke that life plays on all of us to give us the strongest feelings of love just at the time when we don’t have a clue as to how to deal with it. A prime example are two young people written about by someone we all know well Mr William Shakespeare. I know you already know I’m talking about Romeo and Juliet. That story may seem a little extreme to some people but I can tell you from experience it pretty well hits the nail right on the head when it comes to young feelings of love. Death and insanity are usually little puppy dogs nipping right on the hills of unrequited and or otherwise hindered love.If anything good at all can come from this extroadinary tale my hope would be that it might be the simple sudden understanding that comes from realizing that life and love are not exactly what they seem to be on the surface. I have encountered people and things in the last few years that have opened my eyes beyond anything you would think possible.
I will begin on the night everything seemed the darkest and I was at the point where death seemed the only way out of my pain and desperation. On that night I had a knife stuck to my chest and was at the very point of shoving it in when my phone rang. At first I ignored it but finally answered it and it was one of the few real friends I had. For some reason I felt like I had to tell him what I was doing and he told me that he wouldn’t try to stop me but that he did want to talk to me in person first. I thought that a couple of more hours wouldn’t make any difference either way so I said come on over. Another one of my friends was living with him at the time and they both came to my house. Sadly and ironically I have learned that both these good friends have since traveled down the very road they talked me out of on that night. I think of them often and will refer back to them as I go along, but since they both have left this world in other than easy to understand circumstances I will for now give them new names. I will call them Lex and Clark for obvious reasons that will make them recognizable to only the closest of friends.
Lex and Clark are two of the coolest people I have ever met and did not come to preach to me that night but came to give me options. You see the thing that made them so understanding of my predicament is that they both had similar heartaches going on in their lives. Lex was one of those people you just couldn’t say no to. When he spoke you had to listen, so I listened. I’ve often thought he would have been a great General or Admiral .Clark was not nearly as aggressive but you could feel he was genuine and everything he said had a reason behind it, even the crazy things. If I were ever to go into battle I can think of no two other people I would want to have by my side than those two.--------To Be continued