Yahoo! is asking Americans how September 11 changed them. Below is an account from a reader.
On Sept. 11, 2001, I was on my way to pick up yet another prescription that I did not have the money for, while thinking about the horrible living conditions I had my child in and why, Lord, the doctors could not help me.
As I drove to the pharmacy, I turned on the radio and heard that a plane had hit the World Trade Center. I was shocked to say the least, but like many others I thought it was an accident. I got my medication and started to leave and the pharmacist said the second World Trade Center building had been hit.
My knees buckled slightly. I walked out in a daze and turned my radio off when I got into the car. I drove back to the little dilapidated house and turned on the tiny black-and-white TV I had and watched. I watched in horror. Then my horror turned to absolute and utter shame. I screamed and cried for all those souls but I screamed and cried for myself. What kind of person had I become? Those people were jumping to their death and I had the audacity to feel sorry for myself and where I was in my life.
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From that day on, I fought to live. I challenged the doctors and some of the asinine diagnosis they came up with. I took control of my health, I said yes or I said no. I even said "you're fired" to some. When I would start to have that "oh woe is me" attitude, I would think back to September 11 and how dare I even start to feel sorry for myself again! I would get up and search for another doctor. It took every dime I had to my name and even bankruptcy. As of August 23, 20 days until the 10th anniversary of September 11, I got my diagnosis! I fought and I live because of September 11.
- September 11