I’ve been blogging so long, and I’m on twitter for a while, and no one finds me. I find no like-minded individuals. I don’t know why. Everyone’s a prick. Everyone’s soft. Everyone’s into pop and brainless. Everyone’s this or that, but no one contemplates and adores progress. No one is an engineer with a tough […]
Work went well enough. I got some SOPs out of the way, reading I mean. And a 40-page statistics SOP. I’m surprised it was that easy. Talked to my senior, he’s a good guy. Saw my therapist this morning. It’s always consoling. He gave me some homework, I need to check my messages to remember […]
I’ve come to a realization. To what has been bothering me ever since. Since I cleaned up and started being a prude. I can’t access my emotions. They’re locked away. It’s terrible. I can no longer let out my passion, in words or dance, or tears, or anything. I don’t have access to it. I […]
I haven’t been on top of my EDM collection lately. I followed a deep house playlist on Spotify just now. I’ll be taking my favorites from that for my own. If I ever DJ (I won’t) I’ll download the songs from there de novo and use them to DJ. I’ve been to some clubs, not […]
People. Okay so just to preface this I am having a psychotic episode. Welcome! New terrain? Not to worry; I shall be your merry guide through the nightmarish landscape. So, now for some descriptions: Everything is facking jumping out at me, there are these voices narrating my thoughts, and there’s this daydream version of reality […]
Wow. The last two days and last night have been hellish. Yesterday morning was not so good, some delusions of telepathy and auditory hallucinations (voices), but it got better once mom got home and I was able to talk to her, and I was able to get some work done for the rest of the […]
CONTENT WARNING: Hate speech.
I just can’t settle down at home. Spikes. Spikes keeping me from talking.
I really need something really badly, but I don’t know what it is. I think my brain just wants its dopamine back. Cut the risperdal shit.
I have nothing to do. I can’t read. If there was a medication that could heal you of your crazy but it meant you couldn’t enjoy reading, would you take it? I bet most of you wouldn’t. They never told me this would happen as a side effect. They never told me the side effects. […]