That made my year!

After not being able to speak with my doctor after 22 phone calls. I decided to go exploring, looking for a place to charge my batteries and phone. I also wanted to find out where all those people were going last Saturday morning. I checked out another pit on my way to the gates, but... Continue Reading →

Who you gonna call?

Maybe I am doing this all wrong... My primary doctor laughs at me when I try to explain something to him (I guess the way my mental illness's make me think amuses him.). When he is not laughing at me he simply tells me that he can't help me, and he can't see anything wrong... Continue Reading →

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