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My real name is Brother Francis I used to be a monk and missionary before I met my wife and everything was going well as I was enjoying myself reaching out to others in other countries and working abroad in third world countries. I was brought up during the trouble here in Northern Ireland, but I do not live in Belfast or London Derry even though I am a Roman Catholic everything was going great until one fatal night date 13 January 1993 coming home a drunk driver hit me head on killing two of my friends instantly and leaving me seriously ill in hospital as my parents were warned with the injuries I had I may not live. After that fatal evening I eventually heard that the driver was convicted many times yet that night he hit me. He told police packs of lies and got fined £150 disqualified for 2 years, and did he learn his lesson no. The same person still drinks and drive and I believe if your caught drinking and driving you should be band from driving completely lifetime bands or jail for life as the law into days world is not for the victim
but for the criminal as they always get of easy.
I lost my career, my job everything and I have to admit I did try to commit suicide many occasions because one physical fit to a Royal Marine Standard I turned into something I had no control over as I went from 18 stone straight to 47 stone with the medication I was on was also weight gained and to be honest I gave up myself, and when I eventually came home my own brothers and sisters who were married with their own grown up children were interested in buying my parents home even though as the youngest my parents said no as it was my home, but that never stopped them when they ganged up against me and threw me onto the streets on Northern Ireland. Who needs enemies when you have a family like mine's as all they ever think about is money, status and wealth, and did not give a **** about me or my medical problems. The irony of this is 2 of them are supposedly be Christian's one's a Religious freak who thinks you need to be a Roman Catholic before you get into Heaven, and the other is Pentecostal who think she knows everything and yet she is blind and she wants everyone to feel sorry for her, but she turn out to be the snake along with my eldest brother as they put up a front to other outside the family and yet you would think butter wouldn't melt in their mouths because there so holy and if that is what Christianity is all about I told them shove it up your ass.
I am now distant from my family after so many years and it was a old friend who I trust with my life who I went to for both help and advice even though he knew my military background and he was so proud of me as I have fought in many wars and survived, as he was also a military Chaplin during the Second World War as he knew my late father who fought with the Royal Ulster Rifles in France. He was a priest and he took me out to a Monestary where I stayed as I was getting bigger and bigger no fault to my friends and fellow monks, but God sent an Angel to me in the form of my wife Sharon who in my opinion and that of others saved my life and gave me hope because she accepted me at that weight yet seen what was inside of me. The gentle natured I'd become and contentment as I helped others both around me and abroad even my size did not stop me from doing what I had to do, but eventually it was getting harder and harder to fight the weight, and hard to walk and do what I had to do then I just gave up after that when the weight pilled on and I knew I would die if I did not take control but with no will power and no hope of a family to support me I was completely alone. I decided to leave the Monestary where I was just about to sign the dotted line, but I was not going to push myself onto anyone maybe that was just me because after I left the Monestary and I met my pen pal in person for the first time in my life she knew everything about me, she knew my ups and my downs and still accepted me, as I fell in love with her the first time I met her and she guided me and helped me in ways I cannot to this very day explain. Maybe living on the streets made me Harder than ever and my military training I would say saved my life as I knew how to keep warm in all weather conditions, but people think when your homeless living on the streets your doing drugs or your an alcoholic for me I never done any of those things as I just moved outside the towns and cities and lived in the countryside where animal and fresh air lived. I had all my old army stuff that I always kept in good condition, and to this day I can look back and say well the moral of my story is when you have a good decent woman who accepts you as who you are and who also inspire, love, share everything life is not to bad after all even though I have major medical health problems I do still believe that it takes 2 people to make each other complete as my wife Sharon suffers from Lupus SLE and Fibromyalgia Diseases, and maybe that is why we have each other as she is my carerer and I am hers and she had healed me deeply and still she loves me for who I am. I was diagnosed in 2002 I had diabetes alone with Klinefelter Disease, Neurophy in the legs, and also I am now more prone to take infections, Sleep apnea, severe depression, panic attacks, I am under the following hospitals now: Mr SJ Hunter at Royal Victoria Hospital in Belfast, Mr David Ralf at University College London Hospital, Ms Minford at Antrim Area Hospital as both Antrim Area Hospital saved my life several times due to my health problems. I am down to 22 stone in weight after celebrating 11 years marriage with my Sharon and with the Royal putting me onto insulin even though I am Type 2 diabetic I was taken of insulin and put onto tablets as while I was in University College Hospital there in March/April my bloods were at 4.7 in the morning, and when I came home back to Northern Ireland my bloods are still love, but when I have an infection it's all over the place.
Never let your health dictate to you and do not let it run your life even if you have some bad days that is ok because we are not machine. My eldest brother Pat has diabetes along with my brother-in-law Chester who I would say I am a lot more closer to now and their bloods well Chester is in single figures where Pats in big double figures and now he is medically retired but stil drinks Whiskey, but I think it is up to each one of us what way we want to live and control our diabetes. We need support one another as this is a battle for life here and if we get it wrong this diabetes can kill us. I want to lose more weight as I do not drink alcohol or smoke, and I do have a sweet tooth as sometime I do eat a lot of sweets then go off them again for months as I drink water, juice, tea, tea as I love my tea and eat little and yet I am still huge. But I want help as most of my friends has their own families and I do not bother them anymore as they have moved away and it's just me and my Sharon as we are nature lovers thinks to the team at spring watch who we love, and now I am happy and so content as now I am a artist, I love wildlife and always have and meeting new people, and singing, working in the community and helping others etc. Everyone needs someone who they talk too so if you like to have a friend I am here searching to make new friends as we now have something in common our Diabetes thank you and always keep your head up as you will have good days and bad days as we all go through them together God bless everyone and thank you.
but for the criminal as they always get of easy.
I lost my career, my job everything and I have to admit I did try to commit suicide many occasions because one physical fit to a Royal Marine Standard I turned into something I had no control over as I went from 18 stone straight to 47 stone with the medication I was on was also weight gained and to be honest I gave up myself, and when I eventually came home my own brothers and sisters who were married with their own grown up children were interested in buying my parents home even though as the youngest my parents said no as it was my home, but that never stopped them when they ganged up against me and threw me onto the streets on Northern Ireland. Who needs enemies when you have a family like mine's as all they ever think about is money, status and wealth, and did not give a **** about me or my medical problems. The irony of this is 2 of them are supposedly be Christian's one's a Religious freak who thinks you need to be a Roman Catholic before you get into Heaven, and the other is Pentecostal who think she knows everything and yet she is blind and she wants everyone to feel sorry for her, but she turn out to be the snake along with my eldest brother as they put up a front to other outside the family and yet you would think butter wouldn't melt in their mouths because there so holy and if that is what Christianity is all about I told them shove it up your ass.
I am now distant from my family after so many years and it was a old friend who I trust with my life who I went to for both help and advice even though he knew my military background and he was so proud of me as I have fought in many wars and survived, as he was also a military Chaplin during the Second World War as he knew my late father who fought with the Royal Ulster Rifles in France. He was a priest and he took me out to a Monestary where I stayed as I was getting bigger and bigger no fault to my friends and fellow monks, but God sent an Angel to me in the form of my wife Sharon who in my opinion and that of others saved my life and gave me hope because she accepted me at that weight yet seen what was inside of me. The gentle natured I'd become and contentment as I helped others both around me and abroad even my size did not stop me from doing what I had to do, but eventually it was getting harder and harder to fight the weight, and hard to walk and do what I had to do then I just gave up after that when the weight pilled on and I knew I would die if I did not take control but with no will power and no hope of a family to support me I was completely alone. I decided to leave the Monestary where I was just about to sign the dotted line, but I was not going to push myself onto anyone maybe that was just me because after I left the Monestary and I met my pen pal in person for the first time in my life she knew everything about me, she knew my ups and my downs and still accepted me, as I fell in love with her the first time I met her and she guided me and helped me in ways I cannot to this very day explain. Maybe living on the streets made me Harder than ever and my military training I would say saved my life as I knew how to keep warm in all weather conditions, but people think when your homeless living on the streets your doing drugs or your an alcoholic for me I never done any of those things as I just moved outside the towns and cities and lived in the countryside where animal and fresh air lived. I had all my old army stuff that I always kept in good condition, and to this day I can look back and say well the moral of my story is when you have a good decent woman who accepts you as who you are and who also inspire, love, share everything life is not to bad after all even though I have major medical health problems I do still believe that it takes 2 people to make each other complete as my wife Sharon suffers from Lupus SLE and Fibromyalgia Diseases, and maybe that is why we have each other as she is my carerer and I am hers and she had healed me deeply and still she loves me for who I am. I was diagnosed in 2002 I had diabetes alone with Klinefelter Disease, Neurophy in the legs, and also I am now more prone to take infections, Sleep apnea, severe depression, panic attacks, I am under the following hospitals now: Mr SJ Hunter at Royal Victoria Hospital in Belfast, Mr David Ralf at University College London Hospital, Ms Minford at Antrim Area Hospital as both Antrim Area Hospital saved my life several times due to my health problems. I am down to 22 stone in weight after celebrating 11 years marriage with my Sharon and with the Royal putting me onto insulin even though I am Type 2 diabetic I was taken of insulin and put onto tablets as while I was in University College Hospital there in March/April my bloods were at 4.7 in the morning, and when I came home back to Northern Ireland my bloods are still love, but when I have an infection it's all over the place.
Never let your health dictate to you and do not let it run your life even if you have some bad days that is ok because we are not machine. My eldest brother Pat has diabetes along with my brother-in-law Chester who I would say I am a lot more closer to now and their bloods well Chester is in single figures where Pats in big double figures and now he is medically retired but stil drinks Whiskey, but I think it is up to each one of us what way we want to live and control our diabetes. We need support one another as this is a battle for life here and if we get it wrong this diabetes can kill us. I want to lose more weight as I do not drink alcohol or smoke, and I do have a sweet tooth as sometime I do eat a lot of sweets then go off them again for months as I drink water, juice, tea, tea as I love my tea and eat little and yet I am still huge. But I want help as most of my friends has their own families and I do not bother them anymore as they have moved away and it's just me and my Sharon as we are nature lovers thinks to the team at spring watch who we love, and now I am happy and so content as now I am a artist, I love wildlife and always have and meeting new people, and singing, working in the community and helping others etc. Everyone needs someone who they talk too so if you like to have a friend I am here searching to make new friends as we now have something in common our Diabetes thank you and always keep your head up as you will have good days and bad days as we all go through them together God bless everyone and thank you.