AskSatanOperator
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I have seen it mentioned numerous times before that somewhere in the future, many people will try to join the Gods at once, and at that time it'II be already too late for them. In connection to this, it was also bought up that there are people who are altough dedicated, neglect spirituality and/or all other aspects of their life, and by the time they realize their mistakes it'II be way too late. My question is, *when* is it already too late, and what measures we can use to determine if it's too late or not.
These questions has been in my mind for a long while now, as embarassing and shameful as it is to say this out publicly, I am part of the problem. I have dedicated multiple years ago as a teen, yet I didn't do anything with the opportunity as I oftentimes stopped, then re-started spiritual work. Oftentimes did nothing for longer periods of time. This kind of self-destructive behavior is not only towards spirituality, but how I treat other aspects of my life as well. I actually couldn't list or give an example of an aspect that I have treated right. My life is a mess that I have created for myself out of...I don't even know why I did this exactly, from a psychological point of view. The last time I had a proper job was about 2 years ago, the last time I had a friend was 8 years ago, when I was a teen. Never had a boyfriend, but to be fair in my current state a relationship is the last thing I should think about. I have neglected my own body and own health in every aspect possible, the only reason I have picked up on the habbit of taking daily baths was only because that was the only time I could take that few minutes to clean my aura and apply an AoP. I do those daily, but this is only enough to barely keep me afloat. I was morbidly obese through all of my life, and I have managed to lose some weight some time ago, but it ended up coming back. I partially regained the weight, though I'm still not as big as my starting point. I'm on a diet, but I don't feel particularly optimistic about it.
Right now, the consequences of my actions have catched up to me, and provided me with a reality-check. I always had bad teeth, most of them were already missing on one side at my upper jaw. But a few days ago another teeth had fallen out, directly at the front. This was a teeth that I have known required further medical work, as I was warned by a doctor years ago that we could save it right now and everything will be fine, but if we leave it like this it'II just fall out. Surprise surprise, the second has happened. I felt extremely depressed after it, and ended up crying multiple times a day. I can't talk or smile anymore, because I look like a literal crackhead if I do. It's slightly difficult to talk, it's hard to form certain sounds. My self-esteem was already non-existent, but I did manage to make it lower. I felt like everything, every attempt at changing would lose it's meaning because no matter what I'd do it wouldn't matter in the end. No workplace wants to hire someone who looks like me, and people would prefer to make friends and talk to someone who looks presentable, and not like a druggie who's missing her teeth. Even if I lost the excess weight it wouldn't matter, because I'd still need to open my mouth and people would see it.
I do know that I had a rough life before, I do have severe unresolved traumas and other psychological problems. But I don't want to do this anymore, I don't want to "use" it as a way to justify my self-destruction. This whole experience was a reality check for me, because if I don't do something with myself I'II die before the time I'd reach my 25th birthday, or even a couple of years sooner. People can die from neglecting their dental health and health overall, that is something that happens regardless of age. I am angry with myself, for allowing all of this to happen in the first place - I had plenty of warning signs, years in advance. The doctor clearly explaining the situation with my front teeth would be one, for example. If I have done something back then I'd still have my teeth. I can't blame anyone but myself in this situation, as I was the one who bought all of this onto myself. I don't blame Satan or the Gods, never did - Realistically and logically, they can't help someone who is not willing to help themselves in the first place. You can't really help someone who is willingly banging their head in the wall from getting a concussion, that's just how things work. It'd be incredibly stupid of me to shift the blame onto others. I'm not in the best mood in the moment, but I do feel better than I did a few days ago. I'II call in and request an appointment with my dentist next week, and I'II continue to maintain my diet. As well as doing spiritual work. I don't want to die, let alone die before I could actually live. I wouldn't call it "living" what I did and do in the moment, just existing at best. I still wonder if it's already way too late for me, or not. If I happen to die I won't be able to blame anyone but myself, and I'd be incredibly ashamed to look in the eyes of the Gods after what I had done, bringing death onto myself. I don't want to die, but I'm unsure if I can still save myself, or if it's already too late for me.
If any of you reading this found any similarities in their life, or going through a situation like mine, please-please-please, go to the doctor while you can. Believe me, that 20-30 minutes of anxiety will worth it, and when you'II be done and walking out of the Doc's office you'II feel really proud of yourself, as you should. I can understand that anything healthcare related can be very unpleasant and scary at times, but believe me when I say this, it'II be worth it, and you'II feel very happy after conquering your fear. Things like this never come out of nowhere, you'II get plenty of warnings before any bigger consequence would hit you. You might experience health scares, you might have periods of time when certain health problems of yours resurface then disappear, you might have some occasional pain. Listen to your body and the message it tried to send you, and request an appointment because if you do you'II be fine, it won't be too late for you. Listen to the warnings, please don't end up like me. None of you deserve it, in fact I believe that every SS deserves the best. I really hope my example will be useful for at least one person, and they'd use my story as motivation to avoid destruction.
These questions has been in my mind for a long while now, as embarassing and shameful as it is to say this out publicly, I am part of the problem. I have dedicated multiple years ago as a teen, yet I didn't do anything with the opportunity as I oftentimes stopped, then re-started spiritual work. Oftentimes did nothing for longer periods of time. This kind of self-destructive behavior is not only towards spirituality, but how I treat other aspects of my life as well. I actually couldn't list or give an example of an aspect that I have treated right. My life is a mess that I have created for myself out of...I don't even know why I did this exactly, from a psychological point of view. The last time I had a proper job was about 2 years ago, the last time I had a friend was 8 years ago, when I was a teen. Never had a boyfriend, but to be fair in my current state a relationship is the last thing I should think about. I have neglected my own body and own health in every aspect possible, the only reason I have picked up on the habbit of taking daily baths was only because that was the only time I could take that few minutes to clean my aura and apply an AoP. I do those daily, but this is only enough to barely keep me afloat. I was morbidly obese through all of my life, and I have managed to lose some weight some time ago, but it ended up coming back. I partially regained the weight, though I'm still not as big as my starting point. I'm on a diet, but I don't feel particularly optimistic about it.
Right now, the consequences of my actions have catched up to me, and provided me with a reality-check. I always had bad teeth, most of them were already missing on one side at my upper jaw. But a few days ago another teeth had fallen out, directly at the front. This was a teeth that I have known required further medical work, as I was warned by a doctor years ago that we could save it right now and everything will be fine, but if we leave it like this it'II just fall out. Surprise surprise, the second has happened. I felt extremely depressed after it, and ended up crying multiple times a day. I can't talk or smile anymore, because I look like a literal crackhead if I do. It's slightly difficult to talk, it's hard to form certain sounds. My self-esteem was already non-existent, but I did manage to make it lower. I felt like everything, every attempt at changing would lose it's meaning because no matter what I'd do it wouldn't matter in the end. No workplace wants to hire someone who looks like me, and people would prefer to make friends and talk to someone who looks presentable, and not like a druggie who's missing her teeth. Even if I lost the excess weight it wouldn't matter, because I'd still need to open my mouth and people would see it.
I do know that I had a rough life before, I do have severe unresolved traumas and other psychological problems. But I don't want to do this anymore, I don't want to "use" it as a way to justify my self-destruction. This whole experience was a reality check for me, because if I don't do something with myself I'II die before the time I'd reach my 25th birthday, or even a couple of years sooner. People can die from neglecting their dental health and health overall, that is something that happens regardless of age. I am angry with myself, for allowing all of this to happen in the first place - I had plenty of warning signs, years in advance. The doctor clearly explaining the situation with my front teeth would be one, for example. If I have done something back then I'd still have my teeth. I can't blame anyone but myself in this situation, as I was the one who bought all of this onto myself. I don't blame Satan or the Gods, never did - Realistically and logically, they can't help someone who is not willing to help themselves in the first place. You can't really help someone who is willingly banging their head in the wall from getting a concussion, that's just how things work. It'd be incredibly stupid of me to shift the blame onto others. I'm not in the best mood in the moment, but I do feel better than I did a few days ago. I'II call in and request an appointment with my dentist next week, and I'II continue to maintain my diet. As well as doing spiritual work. I don't want to die, let alone die before I could actually live. I wouldn't call it "living" what I did and do in the moment, just existing at best. I still wonder if it's already way too late for me, or not. If I happen to die I won't be able to blame anyone but myself, and I'd be incredibly ashamed to look in the eyes of the Gods after what I had done, bringing death onto myself. I don't want to die, but I'm unsure if I can still save myself, or if it's already too late for me.
If any of you reading this found any similarities in their life, or going through a situation like mine, please-please-please, go to the doctor while you can. Believe me, that 20-30 minutes of anxiety will worth it, and when you'II be done and walking out of the Doc's office you'II feel really proud of yourself, as you should. I can understand that anything healthcare related can be very unpleasant and scary at times, but believe me when I say this, it'II be worth it, and you'II feel very happy after conquering your fear. Things like this never come out of nowhere, you'II get plenty of warnings before any bigger consequence would hit you. You might experience health scares, you might have periods of time when certain health problems of yours resurface then disappear, you might have some occasional pain. Listen to your body and the message it tried to send you, and request an appointment because if you do you'II be fine, it won't be too late for you. Listen to the warnings, please don't end up like me. None of you deserve it, in fact I believe that every SS deserves the best. I really hope my example will be useful for at least one person, and they'd use my story as motivation to avoid destruction.