I'm Just About Done
As a soldier most of my life I have the typical macho attitude. After leaving the service 6 yrs ago I was riding home on my Harley on 4-1-10 when I was hit by an 18 yr old drunk and stoned driver. here's the link to the tv news story and how screwed up Georgia law is for hitting a biker: http://www.11alive.com/news/article/236345/40/Too-high-to-drive . I'm know on my 4th prosthetic leg, all have been to painful, I spend 90% of my time in bed in extreme pain. I haven't slept with a woman since the accident cause I'm sure she'll just see me as a cripple and I don't want pity. I have no support system, vehicle anymore (sold bike for last leg) and social security gives me a whole $710 a month to live on. The only reason I'm still here is I have a 23 year old son I raised myself and couldn't leave him to wonder the rest of his life "what could I have done". We don't talk as much as we used to and he's moved out and going to school and has lots of friends and girlfriends, so not much time for me. He just told me he's moving to Virginia to live with a girl and go to school there so now I'll have no one. Death does not scare me, I almost welcome it. 3 1/2 years of constant pain and hopelessness has worn me down. Looking for just one reason, one glimmer of hope before I dishonor myself and all I've stood for. PGR rider 13bangbangGa, and Warrior Watch Rider J.R.