A year past…

It has been over a year already, since I had two heart attacks. I guess I had so many #2 sandwiches that the year flew by. I'm still alive but I: Still don't have a mental health diagnosisStill don't have a mental health providerStill living in the foothillsStill don't have a cardiologistStill don't have transportationStill... Continue Reading →

#2 Sandwich

I'm so full of #2, I will probably never eat again. It's been nothing but #2 sandwiches since 01:00 Monday. What tols did they leave me, nothing. Not even a toothbrush. That is just #2'y if they think just sitting here with a twig getting the corn and seeds out of my tooth. Go back... Continue Reading →

Continued…

Sheriff made an 11 hour and 46 minute call on my cell. The call was still connected when I got my phone back from the hospital staff. The camera lens was off of my nikon. Wtf? And a wonderful finger streak... Still to violated to sleep or eat. I dont even want to go through... Continue Reading →

Murphy is Back!

Got belongings back from hospital staff. Every nook, cranny and object was turned inside out and just thrown loosely in to a plastic bag when searchad by sheriff. To angry to do inventory after not finding my 128gb Samsung microSD card with latenyte's photos from its first year. All photos since April hadn't been backed... Continue Reading →

Tortured by Sound

Beyond Human Endurance By Carol Lee Brook Quote from the cover of this book. "What you are about to read is true. This is the way it happened--this is what Carol wants you to know and believe. Because what happened to her... COULD HAPPEN TO YOU!" Before adding this book to my for later shelf,... Continue Reading →

Sound Familiar?

Here I go again, sounding like a broken record. It's that time of the month again. You know when I am supposed to be heading to the pharmacy to get my meds refilled. Dont get too excited, in fact pump the brakes. Four calls in four weeks, that is how many times I contacted sound,... Continue Reading →

Holy Hamburglar Batman

I think I'm fine when I'm alone and not being judged. It only when I'm around others that I have my doubts. I just read my post, the one I wrote at 2:30am, of returning to camp a few days ago. I remember making the post, but couldn't remember what I wrote. Now that I... Continue Reading →

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