My Mother’s Death

"Honor Thy Mother and Father" I have finally arrived at an understanding of these words. I used to think it was funny, a little bit of silly nonsense; because they didn't believe. Recently I encouraged my son to do this--to honor us--no matter how bad it was a lot of the time, because everything about … Continue reading My Mother’s Death →

Feeling better

slept in until 10 after a large meal of red chicken Thai curry las5 night. It was exactly what I needed. I have been following the prompts and paying attention as to what to do to fix myself and finally I have left it all in the Lords's hands. This was ugly. moving forward with … Continue reading Feeling better →

The Manhattan Project

First of all, my death sentence ("there will be no reprieve") is way died down.I wrote about it my post the other day ("Lawsuit Against Johns Hopkins"). I said it was per God. I realized today that it was per my father, who I thought was "God" per an incident that I can't go into … Continue reading The Manhattan Project →

So. Allentown

2015? I was back in my apartment after dinner there with my mother, father, sister and her then husband. My sister and I had both gotten the exact same red hair dye and pixie haircut completely independent of one another. She had asked my mother not to tease her about it. Something happened there, I … Continue reading So. Allentown →

Election Night 3 going into early morning hours Friday

But, I am here to post for my own sake alone. Its all coming out through this election trauma. Me n my Dad. Were fighting like mad. He doesn't like to acknowledge it. He has until 7 a.m.; to move through this or I am moving out. Thats in one hour. I realized that he … Continue reading Election Night 3 going into early morning hours Friday →

MO

Its the newer anti psychotic med that has been causing all this for me. What a horrible night. Left at 7 a.m. without even taking my meds. Drove around all day for 5 hours. Didn't even feed the poor cats. So, I was thinking, maybe I just wont even go back. And, I realized I … Continue reading MO →

Bad Patch

Hit a bad patch last night after calling my EX husband on his mothers death in 2001, which was the beginning if the end. I was considered to be at fault for the blow up at the house in British Columbia, Canada, that plunged her into death at that time in suspicion and gloom. She … Continue reading Bad Patch →