Just Leave Me Alone.

You didn’t create a warrior within me. I was a warrior before you met me. You’ve created a fucking monster. To all other potentials out there, just leave me alone. For the rest of my life.

WTF; Travel Edition.

If I remember correctly, I made it 2 hours shy of my destination on one hour of sleep – Duluth, MN. That’s with a stop over in Chicago to visit Apple Vacations, btw. In rush hour traffic. Trust me. I remember that. My God, even my father couldn’t pull such a feat! How the fuck?…

I went camping once in a year and a half, and I ended up in mental institutions for 5 months. That’ll teach me to have fun next time. I shudder at the thought of what spending time in a haunted asylum this weekend will do to me.


I don’t know why I bother with anything anymore. It’s just pointless. Why I even renewed this blog is beyond me. The silence is deafening. I’m going to pack my bags, I think. At least that’s how I feel right now. Just talked to my mom about the trauma endured over the last half year…


If I didn’t dream, my heart wouldn’t break wide open everyday. If I couldn’t remember, I’d be packing my bags and on my way. “Tis only temporary,” they say. “Sometimes, temporary is a very long time,” she replies.

Her Name Was Alice.

Someone posted these lyrics from Shinedown in response to my heated, psychiatric rant. Had me in tears. It doesn’t take much but a little thinking outside the box to know you’re understood. “Her Name Is Alice” (“If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense”) (“Nothing would be what it is, because…


Something is missing from this post. I’m thinking it’s an image of Keanu Reeves’ “duh” face. Be careful who you tell though. Very well could lead to involuntary treatment with antipsychotic medications, depression, suicidal thoughts, institutions and injectable sedatives administered by nurses and prescribed by psychiatrists that are just as burnt out by the system…

It is Still Love.

I had a dream in which my mother passed away. My father wrote a love letter to her entitled, “My Wife.” It was beautiful. I thought it to be strange because he didn’t show it before. But in reality, he does. Everyday. I understand the pain and frustration he goes through. I do. I’m just…

Med Sick

The side effects of my medication are catching up with me. And here I thought I got away with none. I’ve had hot flashes for about a month or so, but they are getting terrible now. I’m starting to get dizzy spells and I’m weak. I also have spontaneous crying fits which isn’t like me….