FDIA

     I think I do have FDIA. I know my family and the hospital both check this website. I know this for a fact because they both use information that I only post to the website. And my family tries to fix me and the hospital tries to fix me. Because I'm the name. And I have to look perfect. 

    When things go wrong, they get to look like heroes for fixing the name. Not enough to ship me out of state. Not enough to do ECT, VNS, rTMS. We gotta perfect. And have someone to blame when it's convenient to do so. But no, the FDIA just won't shut up and play along. He won't be his bipolar and suck it up like a good insanity. 

    I think it's fucked up. I think I deserve space and privacy and choices. I think they just can't give up control. They'd rather have me living in their doll house. What I need is a plan to buy the house or to move. A realistic, black and white plan. And some privacy. So I can focus on something other than interhospital warfare. 

    Eventually, one side or the other has to get sick of the chaos and put a stop to it or I'll die. And what will they do then? Who will they fix? No, they like the money and the reputation and to be seen as heroes for fixing me. I think it's dangerous.