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Dear nostr bro’s you can hit me up about your feelings. Hodling bitcoin is fucking hard. Overcoming childhood trauma is fucking hard. Being responsible for a family is fucking hard. Living under the surveillance state is fucking hard. Getting to the gym everyday is fucking hard. Eating right is fucking hard. Knowing who to listen to is fucking hard. Getting ahead in your career is fucking hard. Sticking to your principles is fucking hard. Making friends in adulthood is fucking hard. Dealing with the death of parents is fucking hard. Trying to claw your way out of nihilism is fucking hard. Life is fucking hard. Sometimes you just need a bro to listen.

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Thanks for being there to help. The existing services are shit. Crisis lines are overstretched with long wait times, insufficient number of volunteers, inexperienced volunteers who sound like they are reading clichΓ©s out of a training manual. Ever since Canada introduced MAID, I've wanted to contribute to suicide prevention (something better than shitty crisis lines) when bitcoin goes to the moon. I don't even have to wait. It was so easy to just zap this thread. Bitcoin, Nostr fixes everything.
Friends, nostr doesn't fix this. Spend less time on internet devices as a means of connecting. Instead, use it as a coordination tool to cultivate in person friendships. How? Go to meetups, join a sports/hobby group. Make the effort. It's worth it. Christian men, invite brothers to lunch on a weekday or invite families over after church. Exercise the grace of hospitality. Potlucks are great because everyone can contribute and help out. Christian fellowship is a means of grace, so avail yourselves to it.
I'm In this siace becayse I've weathered many stir s as I ebter my 6th decade. my whole philosophy is the dusvioline in the climb - is fucking hard. The fact we are here experiencing it - is the miracle. #nostr right now has softer edges...that's a good thing - because even this platform is going to get fucking hard. what a time to be alive! πŸ’œ
This is so excellent. I am 27 year Patient Advocate for Cancer. That is my passion and way of giving back to help those diagnosed with a terrible disease. In those 27 years, and having a brother in law with debilitating mental health issues - Bi Polar with Schizoaffective Disorder, the other BIL died by suicide. Depression - even though there is slow progress in cancer we are so far behind with Mental Health. Talking about it with others is great but we are in the dark ages, much like being in the dark by not embracing Nuclear Power. We need a Nuclear Power level push for the Mentally Ill. My brother in law is known to the Seventh Floor Lockdown at HCMC in Minneapolis. One day, with their backs to me, I simply leaned in to speak through the little slot at the bottom of the bullet proof glass to say one thing. "Thank you. Thank you for what you are doing for these patients as families like ours are not capable of providing this type of care you do. " What they did and said next blew my mind, they all turned around slowly to stare at me. One said: "I have been here 20 years and no one has ever thanked me." That is sad. Our society needs to change in so many ways, starting with compassion. Especially for the mentally ill. I applaud you and if anyone has a terrible cancer diagnosis. I can help. For free like I always have, I am grateful for the nurses and the doctors for saving/extending my wife's life from an incurable Stage IVb diagnosis when she was then 31. We are all one blood test away or one episode away from your family being devastated. I am happy to pay for my high Medical Premiums. Stop bitching. Be grateful. Peace. image