There is no point in suffering!

Let’s write without any niceties! Namely, the way it appears in my head! No need for any literary stuff!

And the words of my Lama appear in my head: there is no meaning in suffering! If you can change the situation, change it. Can not? — Turn around and do something different, useful. That’s what I told myself when I broke both arms at once at the stadium. More precisely, at that moment I did not say or think anything. I just lay there and waited. “Girl, did you break anything?” — I hear a man’s voice. “I think it’s broken.” — “Let’s try to get up.” The man is trying to lift me up. I know that it’s not worth getting up with broken body parts, but I won’t get up on my hands! Yes, and there is no strength to resist. The man lifts me by the arms, but I lose consciousness. “Can you stand?” — “It seems not.” — “Let’s try to get up!” He lifts me up again under the arms, but I again lose consciousness. The man gives up and calls an ambulance: “A woman fell at the stadium. Can’t get up.” After sitting next to me for a minute, he tries to lift me up again. I don’t resist, but having assumed a vertical position, I immediately fall unconscious. He gives up. Another man comes up: “What’s wrong with her?” “Yes, she trained like crazy! I have seen! And today it’s so hot!” The new man takes a bottle of water and starts pouring it on my head. “Better?” “Yes,” I answer, although I understand that water is not alive and will not mend my broken arms. Some fuss around me continues, but it’s impossible to say that I will make a splash in the entire stadium.