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Back Again.
It's been quite a few years since I have written anything here. A lot of stuff is different. A lot of stuff is the same.
My mom died since I last wrote. That's not a surprise. She lasted until November which was three months longer than doctors predicted. I ended up cutting my sister out after my mother died. She wrote herself a check for 2k from ( Read more... ) -
Fire Monkey Year.
I guess I am back at Live Journal. It's the only safe place to freak out. And even though I am a therapist, I kinda need one right now. I can't afford one at the moment and I've been making Mike go. Mike's been out of work since he got let go from his company in a very clear "we want to pay a kid a third of what we are paying you so let's just ( Read more... ) -
5150
Now that Robin Williams, suicide, and the crisis of mental health is once again in people’s minds, I would like to grab some of this attention to bring to your awareness to what actually happens when a suicidal person or a person in an acute mental health state faces when they need help in our current mess of a health system ( Read more... ) -
Hate
You know what I fucking hate? I hate that goddamn pimp/drug dealer who lives across the street from the house I work in doing drug deals in front of my job at sunny 10am and washing his fucking expensive Lexus with his stack of 14 year old prostitutes who haven't even grown proper breasts yet which he has scooped up - probably from the middle ( Read more... ) -
Derealization / Depersonalization.
I get the two of these mixed up quite often ( Read more... ) -
I Set My Husband Up.
No, not like my grandmother attempted to set my grandfather up with a possible affair so she could divorce him. Poor sap didn't even go for it ( Read more... ) -
I Changed My Name.
I changed my name, here. Originally I had wanted to be Anamorphosis. However, that was taken by some lady who is "Pro Ana" and likes to do drugs. For those who don't know - Pro Ana means pro anorexia ( Read more... ) -
Pickled Watermelon Rinds
Mike says it is not fair that I post my recipes saying that I am actually drinking when I don't during the cooking process. I say, screw that. This is about art.
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Last night I slept with a rodent of some unknown kind living 1/2 feet from my head.
have to sleep at work one day a week every week as a part of my job. One time, about a year ago, there were large rats in the walls that I could hear as they died very slowly and seemingly painfully all night long, but that is not the story I am telling here. It's a rodent story, but not that one ( Read more... )