I would like today to include some good blogging. I have so many thoughts running through my head. My wants sadly, seldome get satisfied this way. Distractions and mood shifts get in the way. I don't like writing about failure or depression. I'm sick. On day X of...
I've been blogging on my bus and subway rides as a good way to work out my feelings and mindset in between therapy. It's helpful, and I recommend it, even if you don't really tell anybody about the blogs. They can still be therapeutic. It's the new socially...
I've lost my smile tody. A near nap with my dentures didn't end the way it started. I woke up without my smile. Literally. I woke up with one of the two full sets of removable dentures in my hand, and the other, not. Yup. Crazy people lose stuff. That's on the list. I...
When I was first told I'm obcessive I obsessed about it. When I was first told I have a. D. D I obsessed about it. When I was first told I had anxiety I obsessed about it. I'm a little messed up now as an adult not really know what kind of crazy I am. He says I might...
A Thursday. At this point in my story, I'm snorting an amount that is slightly more than I have lied about using to some, and others I have told I'm not using. I've lost as much weight and shape as . Ding. I can't recall his name yet, but I can tell you he's embraced...
deadsensescompany: “We’re Not Crazy” Sometimes I used to think I was crazyBut I could never really tellFor was it wrong to have suicidal tendenciesEven when everything was going well? Was it crazy to cry aloneBelieving things would never change?Believing darkness...
I don't know how many blogs I have now. The open one, the secret one that I shared to prove I was being honest about my bad drug habit. I wasn't. I once said to the poerson I was living with; I tell the truth about everything. I only lie about drugs. ...
Recently, when I began what I am now referrinng to by thye name; Phase 2 of my mid life change...I knew I would be living on the edge of danger and mental health. I even inckluded fantasy scenarios in my mind of losing some of my itellegence. I watched my father turn...
May 18 2012 An old idea, revisited. I happen to be friends with a lot of crazy people, myself included. For a few years, I was on medication, and in those 5 years I got a great job and income, a girlfriend, sex, and other frills. I drove a nice car, had a nice home,...