Same dude. I have compassion (and empathy) for the homeless myself. I was emancipated at the age of 16 because I chose to live a crazy life full of drugs (weed, acid, mushrooms, ect⌠No meth, heroin, or anything like those drugs) and couldnât be tamed. I was constantly getting into fights and fucking around with guns and coke at one point and at that point was a loose cannon. No one would touch me. Or so I thought. Was homeless for about 2 years sleeping in my Jeep. Prison eventually happened. Then I grew upâŚ
If I couldâve ran. I wouldâve. But this was a situation where no words were exchanged, didnât even look at him, nothing. Totally unprovoked. Just walked by on the sidewalk he lives on like everyone else does on that street. After passing him (we were probably 10-15ft away at this point), he got up said nothing until he was about 1-2 feet away behind us and it yelled some racist shit about me and my lady being a black couple in other words (my ladyâs Mexican for fuck sake anyways). I turned my head around because I heard his drunken voice right in my ear and boom, I was literally stabbed the first time in the back with no idea what had happened yet. By the time I made a quarter turn to face him, boom, stabbed in the side of the ribs. Thatâs the one that punctured my lungs. At that point I still didnât even know I was stabbed yet and thought he was just punching me as his arm was swinging at me. I threw one punch that knocked his drunken self down and thatâs when my lady yelled that he had a knife and we saw it and ran back to my car which was only about 20ft away. We got in my car and I barely made it a block away from my home (my lady canât drive stick shift so I was forced to drive) and I stopped in the middle of the road due to me going lights out and gurgling air coming out of my mouth. Thatâs when I was just laying in my car bleeding out and could feel my life slipping away. I donât even know how to describe it. Itâs almost a not real feeling to say the least. I could hear my lady but I couldnât respond in any way shape or form.
If I couldâve run I definitely would have. Trust me on that. Iâm in my 40âs now. I donât want to physically fight anyone unless itâs a life or death situation or have no other way out. I have work to go to, I have animals to love and take care of, I have family to be there for. Iâm not ashamed of running from situations such as these. I wish I couldâve seen this coming or I wouldâve 100% run away. Iâm just glad it was me and not my lady because he didnât care who it was that night. He just picked one of us.
Unfortunately here in Portland (and a lot of places), mental health isnât a priority which is sad. But this guy is going to get fucked and Iâm going to make sure of it when I go to court and press charges. This isnât the first time heâs done this. I hope he dies in prison. I hate that I think this way about another human, but at this point, I donât give one fuck about him or what happens to him.
Holy fuck dude thatâs so fucking shitty and unfortunate. Canât even imagine going through all that. Goddamn glad youâre ok, I wouldnât blame you at all for how youâre feeling.
I know words are a pretty shitty comfort and I cant even pretend to understand what youâve been thru but⌠all hardships that we can overcome brings something good with them, we see new perspectives, learn to cope and appriciate what we have. Life is fucking short and growing old isnât in the cards for everyone. Happy youâre on the mend and on the other side of it. rest up
I donât blame you for not knowing to run away. You had no way of knowing he had a knife or that heâd even use it.
Sounds like the perfect excuse for your lady to learn how to drive a manual car once things have settled down more/ youâre out of the hospital. Although I really hope this shit situation doesnât repeat itself again
And if you get stabbed and the person lets go of the knife do not remove it unless you know there are no major arteries in the area. (obviously doesnât apply to this attack tho)
I hate that our fucked up health care system in the US sucks so bad that itâs almost a requisite, but grateful someone came up with a way to try and support people when they may need it the most- Iâm glad your brother set up the go fund me, I hope it helps some.
U.S. has no meaningful social safety nets to speak of & some peoples lives are just really fucking unfortunate.
Not trying to directly apply that sentiment to this situation, but like. Having seen some people who did everything right in life despite difficult circumstances finally get fucked into homeless by something like severe medical issues. No longer hard for me to understand why somebody on the streets might completely & utterly lose their shit & not care about what part of civil society they damage.
Crazy shit is probably going to go up because COVID seriously fucked up a lot of peoples livelihoods & thereâs no real recourse for them. Slow burn into death or something like that.
fuck man, I recently used a mr60 panel mount you made on thingiverse, I hit up your âwant to printâ collection and picked some things to send your way. dicks and guns involved. I hope you heal up.
Crazy seems to be running rampant these days. 
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Duuude