posted on Aug, 25 2018 @ 10:11 AM
Also...
On a more personal note.
I have been diagnosed with Schizophrenia. Paranoid type. Not a mild case either. It's treatable with meds and with periodic evaluations. Monthly to be
exact.
No therapist tho. My coping skills are simply to lie right through my teeth to those people. They have the power to ruin a man. I have the power to
lie right through my teeth. I don't suffer panics attacks. I dont suffer any type of Depression, I don't live in fears and doubts of the round about
abroad. I just hear voices.... And they seem to want to impress the round about abroad. I use masonic imprints to make my case. And you know
what!?!
Those voices have a harder time than I ever will.
That's my total involvement in schiz.
But... I usually find time to focus on exercise, and a job, and chores, errands, and dog. I get sleep. I have a regular appetite. I wash and bathe and
groom myself. I also.... fly straight. Escorts, baby.
But most importantly.... I don't hate anybody or anything except the dummies who think we're friends. Those people are too much for me.
They think God's blessings are more glorious than loneliness. I pride in my antisocial activities.
I like to be alone. Healthy or not, it's right for me. I don't do drugs. Atleast not the hard kind. I treasure coffee and a cig. I greet my parents
and put up with them. I manage money well enough. I pay bills and taxes.
So .... Since I can't be deemed healthy to myself and others. I say to hell with friends. They'll just get you in trouble. I am Michael. And this is
my story.
edit on 25-8-2018 by Pinocchio because: (no reason given)