It is unfortunate that so many people out there struggle with suicidal thoughts. But you have to remember that there are people out there who truly hate you and you would do the world a great disservice by stopping to annoy those arseholes.
Here are some “next-day-after-spending-day-climbing-with-the-ex” thoughts: 1. It is unbearable to be just friends with someone you love, to stay calm and composed when all you ache to do is hug them, and kiss them, and never let go; and 2. I really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really need a drink. Also, kinda-sorta 3. I cannot stop living my life because our paths might cross on occasion.
Ok. So I spent the day rock climbing with a nice group of people that I have went with before. Except today the group included my ex. You know, the one this entire bloody blog is about.
So now we know two things. One, Yours Truly is doing much better than before. And two, I am still totally in live with her.
My mother is a rather lonely woman who does not have many people to talk to. So when we talk she constantly interrupts me. It has gotten to the point that if by some chance I manage to finish a thought or a story, I feel very uncomfortable.
That’s the birth of The Man in the Box.
Here’s how it didn’t work. I didn’t send my completed manuscript to five agents, and I didn’t get ten phone calls the next day begging me to become their client (instead, I got over 300 rejections).
The local news didn’t call me when I tweeted, “Book one: Done” (I didn’t have a Twitter account, yet).
Fox News, CNN, NBC, ABC – none of them…
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Kind words from someone who understands that true love is unconditional and even those whose actions we may dispise may still be those we love.
I love you. I miss you. My heart aches to see how you’ve been laid waste in the media by our own family. Everyone talks about you as if you’re already in the grave; I know your heart is still beating & I hope you live up to your stubborn legacy & live for a long while yet.
To the whole world you were only ever the face of an evil entity. But of course to me you were always my Gramps. My kind, sweet, adoring Gramps. I miss you so much. I wish the sisters & I could meet you & Granny for another shake party up in your room (we’ll even bring your favorite strawberry one from McDonald’s).
I’m sorry for every second we’ve been apart this last year and four months. I’m sorry I didn’t appreciate you more when you were mine. I’m sorry our…
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For the past week I have been taking some well needed time off. I will continue to do so for a bit more. In the meantime however, here is an article about emotional states. I can personally attest to the accuracy of some of these that I have felt in the last six month.
A friend of mine put this link on Facebook.
DO NOT CLICK ON THAT LINK AND READ THE ARTICLE OR YOUR HEAD MIGHT EXPLODE! The gist of it is that Leon Eisenberg, a pioneer in the field of child psychology and psychiatry has allegedly said that “ADHD is a prime example of a fictitious disease.”
The old me would have unleashed the torrent of sarcasm directly in the comments but Yours Truly is trying to become a more social creature and cut down on sarcasm. So I just unleashed a tiny little tinkle of sarcasm. But that does not by any means entail that I will be remaining silent on this issue. So here we go.
What a ridiculous crock of biased, ignorant shit. I’m sorry but it is. Eisenberg gave the alleged interview months before his death and the interview was not published until after so the ole’ Leon isn’t around to explain it. The fella that published the article has a long standing bias against the pharma industry and there are no other witnesses to Eisenberg’s change of heart.
Now, nobody who knows me would ever accuse me of being a Big Pharma’s shill – one of these days I am going to write a little something about Big Pharma and patents. But as someone with first hand experience as someone who worked with children with ADHD and as someone who has it, I can guaran-fucking-tee that ADHD is damn real. I wish that it wasn’t but hiding one’s head in the sand and claiming that ADHD does not exist and that vaccines cause autism spectrum disorders, and that Scientology cured Tom Cruise’s dyslexia will not help anyone, lest of all the people who need that help the most.