Okay well–and I’m blogging about this instead of reporting it to my doctor, note that–I just took a bath and had some excruciating psychosomatic spikes of pain right in my mind. Fucking I thought I was dying. Jesus Christ. And they call them panic attacks. For starters, they’re liars, and they don’t want me to […]

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. […]

This place is sort of the unofficial log of my schizophrenia. I am diagnosed with schizoaffective disorder but I’m not depressed anymore so I think the diagnosis should be changed to bona fide schizophrenia but they didn’t do that because psychiatry is an ineffectuate shitshow. I can’t stay in my room too long because of […]