Comfortable People Don’t Change
This is kind of an obligatory post. There is nothing happening in my world. I am alone, and I talked to myself all day. I haven’t left the house in almost two weeks.
Welcome to my Blog
Pretty Things
I am a little more chill than the other day. I wonder if they’ll actually answer something this time. But they will be getting a book package from me soon enough.
My response to the AG
I would really appreciate a response to what I am about to say.
You happy now?
So the AG records are trickling in, slowly after almost a year. Today I got the ones about my actual case—the ones that counted.
I’m not okay
I just had a massive panic attack over my phone charger. It wasn’t working, and I needed to go out to the car to get my other one.
Unboxing
The days seem to be rolling into each other. I don’t know when night and day are. I’m totally out of rhythm and out of alignment with the world. It’s almost better this way, I think. I’m really lonely, though.
Men and Predators
I took a day off from the book. I slept most of the day, so now I’m awake in the middle of the night. I have no structure. There is no god in my world. As the great Eric Cartman once said, “Whatever. I do what I want.”
Done!
Well, it’s done. Almost. It’s written, anyway. Somehow that happened. The manuscript is sitting at 462 pages, which feels less like “I wrote a book” and more like I accidentally built a legal doomsday device.
12:15 am
So {A} We meet again.
Basic Human Decency
Good news. I did it. I made it out of the house today, but only barely. Didn’t go to urgent care, and my car decided that all the safety features have been disabled.
Trauma Science ain’t nothing to fuck with
We now return to our regularly scheduled depression.
Indiana Jones and the Tome of Vengeance
Unexpected developments have occurred, and I’m kinda excited.
Seeking Support
If you or someone you know is going through a similar experience, remember that you are not alone. Reach out for help and support. Together, we can overcome.
