transformation

from to feeling much, much better

word to the wise

the saying that went around Harvard in the early 80's that "military intelligence is an oxymoron" is a nonsequitor. I actually would have rather joined the army but I wasn't fii. I was in a terrible bind at home after 4 years at boarding school and college was the only option. Someone important to me … Continue reading word to the wise →

insights

my insights come partly from God but mostly from Ian, my son. my father steals them and presents them as his or says that my sister wrote them. he denies that he has any copies of my writing but I have seen them on his desk. this Is the single hardest hit I experience in … Continue reading insights →

second correction

amandakpritchard1.com is not a real email address. I have closed it and please do NOT direct any inquires there. how odd, there is NOT ONE PERSON ONLINE named Amanda k Pritchard. I have not yet figured out how to receive inquiries. Working on it.

mysterious continuing attempted murder solved

lol!!! Who would have guessed? Everybody? generally it was poisoning but then I was left in the woods. I loved the movie of the musical West Side Story. There was a young girl called "anybody's." I would have been anybody's if I could but I couldnt even be that. My brother always protected me. I … Continue reading mysterious continuing attempted murder solved →

A Lie in the Making

a week ago, more or less, I got it into my head that the shit poisoning could be helped by a tiny glass of sherry. Or whatever my father has. It was about 10 or 11 pm, my father was upstairs in bed. I take alcoholic beverage almost never. I poked through some cabinets to … Continue reading A Lie in the Making →

SHIT is a dangerous form of poison

I went out today in my car when I wasn't supposed to. I got a little wobbly at the beginning but the Lord pulled me out of it and therecwas no harm done. I had my car back and I just had to get out of the house! I was here alone without a car … Continue reading SHIT is a dangerous form of poison →

so…

it's finally come down to this. I knew it all my life. My father had problems he couldn't solve. I knew it as a little girl when I tugged at his sleeve trying to get attention from him. I knew it when he called me up at the Lodge Program at Wernersville State Hospital askng … Continue reading so… →

Specialness

when I lived here in the 80's (I identified as Berks County), there were 4 diagnoses: major depression, manic depression, schizophrenia, and borderline personality disorder. I always remember that poor fellow with horrible OCD being thrown out of the partial program that I was attending. Since then, things have changed. But those memories are indelible. … Continue reading Specialness →

all cleaned up today.

waiting for the new housekeeper to return. pics only takes a minute