Besides those few half-heartedly pathetic attempts at drawing myself back into posting here, I haven't really been active on this blog since my big, exciting psychotic break in 2015. And it took me too long but I finally admitted that I'm not the same person I was before that break, and so I'm not going … Continue reading Under Construction
This might take a while... The place I reside on the Bipolar spectrum has me pretty much rubbing shoulders with schizophrenia to the point that sometimes I question whether I've been correctly diagnosed. My inner thoughts are basically a constant commentary by / conversation between five distinct people. When the mania really ramps up, I … Continue reading Nucking Futs: A Tale Of Labor and Insanity
Well, shit...I suppose my "plan" to get back to writing and posting here more regularly hasn't really been seen through, so far. But the thought struck me, like a Nike sneaker to the skull at a hardcore show, as to what the future of this page and my contributions therein should be. And it goes … Continue reading A “New” Direction?
What follows is a selection from The Sacred Lost Tomes of The Ryan, the brief and terrible history of which is glossed over here and here. “Porcelain Strawberry” is the second piece of short fiction I can recall having ever written, not including whatever crap I may or may not have been churning out in my adolescence, and has … Continue reading Porcelain Strawberry (Part IV)
Read "My daughter, who lost her battle with mental illness, is still the bravest person I know" by Doris A. Fuller on The Washington Post. In case some of y'all don't know, this "crazy emo brain cloud bullshit" kills motherfuckers. This kind of story always hits home, because it makes me realize the potential consequences … Continue reading “The demons got my beautiful, loving daughter…” via The Washington Post
I am going off my medication. There are several reasons for this. The first is the Perfect Storm I unwittingly rowed into. Without going into too much detail, I ramped up the Crazy, quit my job, lost my insurance, all in the middle of finding out my doctor was retiring from patient practice. Without insurance … Continue reading Crazy Pills and Brain Storms
In about an hour, We shall be venturing out amongst the other monkeys to attempt to procure and nurture basic human kindness and cooperation concerning a "crazy person healthcare provider government insurance clusterfuck" type of situation. There are several local psychiatric care units and hospitals in the greater Tucson area. If things go south here, … Continue reading This could end badly 😉
Most of the conflict in my life as it relates to the Others (all you people who, as far as I can tell, don't exist inside of my head) is that I expect motherfuckers to know what I am thinking, what I want, and what I expect from you Others at any given moment. When … Continue reading You Oughtta Know