I let it.
BUT, I'm done being a victim.
I'm done whining about my back and how life is hard and poor me, poor me. My identity became "Daniel with the bad back". All my co-workers and friends would start conversations with, "How's your back", "How'd the doctor appoint go?", and "I hope you feel better". I am thankful for the concern and support I received from my friends, co-workers and family... who really do care. But I want to start conversations with, "What's new?", "What you been up to?", and "Wow, I heard you had a cool adventure".
It's been a challenging 6 months-1 year (maybe even longer-not sure). I've getting my shit together now. Not completely done (It's a process). But I'm at the tail end of stopping what I've become and the beginning of starting what I will be. Another week or two and I will be 100% me again. I'll might still be physically broken and have pain (that is not going to change), but I'm going to refocus that pain and bury it under optimism and drive and motivation and pride, and re-discover the joy of (really) living!
Thanks to all the people out there that learned/discovered this about themselves, and spread the word through their own words and, and more importantly, their actions. I humbly hope some day to do the same, as was my original intention with this site.
Thanks for all who supported me. But it's time to move on. Help me move on by forgetting I'm was the guy with the bad back, and think of me a just Daniel. The guy you used to know.