Acting out the soul of Hiroshima and Nagasaki

Me? An ambassador who would be welcome? Me? With every pore, every hairshaft, every feature challenged, shattered, damaged... only from here in my "cottage." Physical travel would be impossible. I can't even travel to Florida. Even if I were welcome. Which I am not. I see tomatoes and banana peels being thrown at me. I … Continue reading Acting out the soul of Hiroshima and Nagasaki →

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 →

Sister problems

she's going to be here any time now. she is going to try to have me committed. I am still sick from the shit sandwich and in my nighty all day, canceled with the ACT Team. helps me stay off my knee. I don't know what's wrong but it hurts like mad. want to be … Continue reading Sister problems →

My poor body

...is destroyed. At first, it was my wrists. Those little cuts bode ill for me in the most serious ways. Then, the OD at 24 ironically compounded the damage from being kneed in the crotch as a little girl because the routine catheter hurt. The most noticeable impact right away was that I couldnt feel … Continue reading My poor body →

Connecting the Dots; updated

Well, its been a long time; but the water is finally well over the dam. Since Wernersville State Hospital in Berks County. PA, from a situation in 1988; where they didnt know me and I was held on a bunch of lies that I didnt even know. Then, I spent 2 years here in semi-recovery; … Continue reading Connecting the Dots; updated →

Immanence

Subtitled Very Important Post Problem on the smoking porch continuing to be resolved alongside my OCD, and the DO, DO NOT voices with inception when I was refusing Zyprexa yet taking Topamax, the Topamax I am taking again now. I remember saying to myself on the psych ward, 1, i can't die for my cat … Continue reading Immanence →

UTI plus

It turned out I was super constipated too. Generally these days i have to use a suppository for constipation about every 5 days and this time I went 6 days and last time I didn't go enough. So I was feeling a little boggy as well as being immobilized by the UTI. God bless my … Continue reading UTI plus →