Thursday, May 26, 2005

Wow! I just won $1,000,000 from ... NOT!!

Dear PCH,

Please stop torturing me. Stop telling me that I can be your next millionaire or ten millionaire or dream prize winner.

I don't need to be reminded of what I don't have, what I need, and what would be nice to have. Those facts slap me in the face of reality each day -- whether I like it or not.

Please stop implying that if I won a "one time lump sum of $4millionplus” I could be the happiest person in the world, because it isn't true.

The things I really want and the things I need would still be beyond my reach if I were rich as Bill Gates, Donald Trump and the Sultan of wherever all lumped together.

Your millions can't
-- straighten my spine, put in new disks, and ease the pain
-- repair my lungs and diaphragm, undo the damage of chronic pulmonary embolisms
-- bring back the feeing in my hands, feet, arms, and legs
-- strengthen my neck so I can hold it up at the end of each day
-- buy me corrective plastic surgery I need
-- remove the blood clot from my brain and stop the headaches
-- make it possible for me to enjoy a finely prepared meal
-- let me awaken each morning pain-free
-- take away the fears and pains that caused the PTSD I live with
-- give my children the self-confidence I apparently wasn't able to
-- provide me with eight hours restful sleep for even one night
-- help the world to understand and respect me for who I am
-- bring me a compassionate, caring, loving companion
-- allow me to look forward to a future of great possibilities
-- bring back the special people and special places I've lost
-- guarantee that the world will be a better place anytime ever

So please, stop teasing me. Stop allowing those nefarious "If I won that maybe I could ____" teases to enter my life based all upon the fact that my initials fall somewhere between A and Z. Stop flaunting hints at hope in the middle of hopeless situations, hints of independence in the middle of total dependence upon a frigid rigid bureaucracy.

Publishers Clearning House, I want you to realize that your money might be nice to have – as far as it goes – but money can't buy happiness, and teasing someone when he or she is down is just plain dirty pool. Some of the cruelest words ever written are: Enter today for your chance at ______________________

moi

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