How bizarre!

I told my dad how triggered I’ve been lately because of how physically abusive he was to me as a kid, and he swore that it never happened, that I’ve created it all in my head. [Eyeroll.] As much as I’d love to believe that… I never forgot it after it happened. I didn’t justContinue reading “How bizarre!”

Mom’s plate.

I’ve come to terms with the fact that my brain is atrophying and/or has atrophied. Why? Because it’s funny. It reminds me of┬áThe Adventures of Pete and Pete.┬áThere was Pete; Pete’s brother, Pete; Pete and Pete’s mom; and Mom’s plate. Yeah, she had a plate in her brain, which might be why she named bothContinue reading “Mom’s plate.”

Meet my schizophrenic brain!

My mom was pulling all the stops in our conversation last night. “I’m so proud that you’re able to function at a basic level and write your novels. I know you have a great life with your dad, and you don’t have to worry about earning any income. I can’t believe you’ve even traveled internationally.Continue reading “Meet my schizophrenic brain!”

Darn that Oprah and her infernal book club!

Well, there goes my happy buzz. I just spoke with Mother on the phone. She’s been reading an Oprah Book Club book about some parents of twelve kids, half of whom got schizophrenia. “They blamed the parents,” she wailed. I could see where things were headed at this point, but there was no polite escape.Continue reading “Darn that Oprah and her infernal book club!”

The start of the breakdown.

I wound up chatting with Norton support yet again, this time accusing them of being scammers in several different ways. Then I had some sort of hysterical meltdown and told them how hurtful it was to see my blog, my diary, marked as a known dangerous web page. The guy apologized, which was nice. MostContinue reading “The start of the breakdown.”

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