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I used to make bad decisions all the time. Like looking away from the road at the wrong time and BAM rear end some other driver. It would be easy for me to blame someone else, but I can't think a a single thing that has happened to me that wasn't my doing. Another example; I was moving into a rental house with a few buddies. The others went to a wedding and I decided to move a last bit of boxes by myself using my car. Just as I'm carrying a box into the house a couple of guys come running up with guns and drag me into the house. They spent the next hour beating on me and ransacking the house looking for the previous renter's drugs and money. In the end they left and I came out alright. The point is it was my fault, not Gods. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. I made the decision to move into that house. I made the decision to move my boxes that night. All my trials and tribulations have been of my own making. Crap happens, deal with it and move on.
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