Sharing My Personal Life Stories: A Journey of Self-Discovery and Growth

To me, these Life Stories pages are incredibly personal and hold immense significance. Each story is a window into my soul, revealing both the light and dark aspects of my character. We all have these private places within ourselves, shaped by our experiences that have molded us into who we are today. These experiences have brought us not only joy and laughter but also pain, deep regret, and wisdom beyond our years.

Like many people, I carry unresolved grief and remorse in my life. It is easy to dismiss these feelings as something that doesn't belong to us, but I believe it is essential to share our stories and listen to others. Our experiences can teach us invaluable lessons, and we can learn from whatever wrong we have done.

I hope that my openness encourages others to realize that they are not alone in how they feel or how they've treated others. We are all searching for meaning in life and seeking love and nurturing in a harsh world while discovering our destiny.

Please note that some of the stories shared here can be difficult to read due to the subject matter. Additionally, some stories are only appropriate for mature readers (meaning adults).

The Lazy Fair

By Patrick Kavanagh, my beloved Gatekeeper

Paradise is lost.
Go to the end of the line.
Don't you understand the rules?
Can't you read the sign?
The sign says "Come to visit the Lazy Fair".
I'm going to the Lazy Fair.
I heard about the coma.
I'm sorry about your friend.
What seemed to be a great beginning
Has obviously come to an end.
You were wrong, you said she wouldn't dare
Now she's become a permanent part of the Lazy Fair.
You found a group of friends
Who made you feel like you belonged
But one by one they changed their minds
I guess that you were wrong.
You're fooling yourself, they don't really care.
Why don't you just go to the Lazy Fair.
You tried to entertain them.
You only made them bored.
You tried your best to save them.
Your words were all ignored.
You're the one we shouldn't let come up for air
You should be going to the Lazy Fair.
You envision the blood of a former companion
Trickling down the edge of your knife
While another one hangs in the balance
Between the creation and the destruction of a life
All you can do is stand outside and stare.
Caught between the Freak Show and the Lazy Fair.

Come with me to the Lazy Fair...

Don't look at me
Don't talk to me
Don't stand with me
Or walk with me
Don't smile at me
Don't cook for me
Don't hide from me
Don't look for me
Don't sleep with me
Don't eat with me
Play fair with me
Or cheat on me
Don't live for me
Don't die for me
Don't laugh for me
Or cry for me
Don't work with me
Don't pray for me
Run away from me
Or stay with me
Don't try to outdo me
Don't try to top me
I've made my decision
Don't try to stop me...

There's a place beyond your mind
Impossible to see but easy to find.
A place that makes you want to stop and stare...

When you can no longer stand life's painful sting, And you just don't want to think about things
You've got too many problems and you don't want to care...

I think its time for you to visit the Lazy Fair
I'm going to the Lazy Fair

Chances are you've been there before
Whether or not you knew the name or what it was for
When the tension seems to be more than you can bear...

Everybody goes sometime,
And if you don't, you lose your mind
Sitting in your private electric chair...

You're better off going to the Lazy Fair.
Come with me to the the Lazy Fair...