Ending a life where it doesn't end.

Hello, we have been on EP2. Since I became a cripple, the pressure came around, whether it was the voice of the villagers, relatives, or many people, and they said the same voice, "Blind and what to eat." At that time, it was a hell of a heart, no encouragement, no abandonment, "omission," which was what I could describe at that time, not eating, but lying in my negative thoughts, skinny body, I was 187 cm tall, and I weighed only 52 kg. Like a breathing skeleton. Finally, what I thought and thought again to reduce the problems caused by myself, because it must be a burden to parents, who have to take care of us, whether eating, going to the bathroom, but always relying on other people. One day at around 2: 00 p.m., I decided that we must not be burdened by anyone. So I found a piece of loincloth to make anyone wonder what we were going to do. When walking out of the house, everyone asked where we were going. We only said that we were going to tie a sleeper in the back of the house. Everyone didn't think anything. At that time, we still saw things as a shadow enough to know where to walk. How? Besides, it is a place that we are familiar with, so it is not a problem for us to take ourselves to the mango tree in the back of the house, which is not far from the house itself. When we reached the mango tree that we intended for ourselves, we raised our hands and prayed for the parents' association. In order not to be difficult for the mother to take care of us. What we will do here is to help you indirectly. Then we slowly climbed to the mango tree and used our hand to find the nearest branch. Finally, we found a large mango branch around our thighs, so we slowly climbed up and sat on the mango branch and wrapped it with the tip of a white cloth, wrapped it around the branch and tied it tightly. Then, with the other end of the neck, the tie will be wrapped around the neck so that the loincloth does not tear. Then think of the Buddha, who heard that before death, if we thought of the Buddha, we would not go to hell. Then immediately dropped down from the mango branch, the back down first, so that the cloth that immediately snapped the neck. But when the loincloth was strained by centrifugal force with our body weight, the mango branch that we used Panati to sin was broken with us that fell to the ground. And everything went out. And when we realized again, we were lying in a hospital bed with a little mother and niece watching the episode. The niece was only two years old, and when he was next to the bed, when he saw us, he came to ask with tears what had happened and why I had passed out was due to the severe twitching of the loincloth on the back and the broken mango branch that hit the head again, and cut it off. Because we couldn't see that the mango branch we had tied to the neck was a dead mango branch, so it wasn't strong enough to carry the weight of the pull. After the mold left the hospital, we became a watchdog. Anything that could hurt ourselves would disappear from its original position. It will be a knife, a rope, an insecticide, a mirror. In the room, only the old-time radio tape left to listen to, so that we do not think of killing ourselves again. After two months, every day that is visited by the villagers often say the same question repeatedly. That feeling is back. This time, in the winter of the provinces, there will be a kite, which will use a small rope. The kite, we use this to tie our neck again. Because the rope is very small, and the position that we are bitter in the room of our own house, the wood has a contrast of the square. When we drop down from the chair leading to stand, immediately the rope is torn, causing us to fall to the radio. The fate was not yet expected, the radio that was turning on loudly to defuse the sound we were doing, it moved a channel that was not sure what part of it hit, because from where we fell from the chair, it rolled into a langur above and beyond, but while we were lying in pain, one of the radios that we remember to this day is the wave of security. In Ubon Ratchathani, there is a monk preaching about causing parents to tears or regret. In any case, it is a heavy sin at death, it will become an animal of hell immediately. As well as killing ourselves, as long as we do not end the age, the events will be circling around like that. I was calm and listened, then gradually thought, the pressure dropped. Even when I heard the words, "Yom has seen a dog kill himself?" It shot down again. We are a human being named a good animal, we will kill ourselves, shy of dogs. From that time, my thoughts changed. One evening I consulted my family that I wanted to practice because during the period There used to be a graduate who invited me to practice the profession of people with disabilities, but I refused because I still couldn't do it. And from that day was the beginning of a journey on a new world without light, color, no light of the month or the sun. Everything touched by hearing. There was a walking stick as a navigator. Concentrate more because every time we traveled, we would have to practice observing the environment around what this place is. There was a spot in order not to get lost. The next EP I would come to tell the story of a dark world journey that I didn't think my whole life would find to encourage anyone who was discouraged by life. Thank you for reading it so far. This, see you next EP. 🗣 More suggestions:

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