I also think being honest is important. So I am sincerely hoping that the FBI is shutting down what I believe to be a racketeering operation in Greenville County.
Thursday, May 15, 2025
Kindness
I hope I am being kind by telling the truth about members of the community in my families. Because I see multiple state and federal laws being violated. I hope the FBI and Public Health are working with Springbrook and Vinewell to keep South Carolina safe for everyone. By Vinewell I meant Mindful Upstate but Vinewell can help. To me, one of the kindest things I can do is shut down a racketeering operation in Greenville County.
The Mindless
They won't stop wandering into traffic. No matter how hard I try, they keep wandering around.
Flappy
When the world quiets down, I feel much more peaceful. I haven't heard from MIP or any doctors in a while. Calms the nerves. I even laughed a little. Tomorrow I'm going for coffee. Maybe then we can establish whether I'm of sound mind. I can bring the Ritalin. We can talk about whether it really helps. But I like my current meds. I think my quiz scores were lower. Sleeping is getting better. I feel like I'm eating well. I don't know who I'll have to talk to or what will happen. I don't know how this works. First time for everything. Hopefully the FBI is going through evidence. Identifying which professionals need some clean up. Who may need some secondary cleanup. They say there are victims. Of the medicalized perfectionism. So, they asked me to help. I figure, can't be a forensic accountant, might as well do some clean up. Hopefully, it'll be tidy. We gotta think of the young people. Give them a chance to shine.
Sunny came home with a list of names
She didn't believe in transcendence
It's time for a few small repairs, she said
Sunny came home with a vengeance.
She didn't believe in transcendence
It's time for a few small repairs, she said
Sunny came home with a vengeance.
If I understand criminal law correctly, some people might be going away for a while. I'm counting on some of the Psychiatrists at Springbrook. I think they're pretty pissed off. Pissed off enough to 'switch'. Because now, I can't 'protect' anyone anymore. Do I have to spell it out for you guys? Cleanup time. You know what to do. Maybe after it's over everyone will be flappy. We can Psychiociate less. Enjoy the city. Scripting got out of hand. Too much Bipolarization. They taught me everything they knew. Now it's turned against them. Elle and I used to sit outside, back before they banned smoking. She would have one. I'd tell jokes. Kick around the soccer ball. The food was edible then. It was actually really good. I liked the cornbread.
Dear Public Health
Dear South Carolina Public Health,
We've had a bit of a problem. In Accounting, we call this undue influence and failure of internal controls.
Undue influence can take different forms. It can involve what I would call cookie cutter healthcare. Treatment based on stereotypes or the provider's needs/desires rather than the patients. Projection.
It can involve providers banding together to override patient's wishes. It can go so far as to constitute Insurance Fraud and Abuse. Even conspiracy. Happened at Woodruff Road and Assmussen. And Malacheck. The man definitely profited from promoting the same drugs he put me on. With faulty numbers. Gabapentin. May he rest in peace.
It can involve people overstepping authority. Happened at Woodruff Road.
It can involve group think or cult like behavior. In hospitals or communities. Happened at CCBH.
It can involve people stepping out of their wheelhouse. Teaching on a subject they don't understand. Jack of all trades type stuff. Happened at Springbrook, with Ass moose, myself at times, Woodruff Road.
It can involve overmedication. Happened at MIP and Woodruff road.
It can involve shipping people out of state. Happened with Family. It makes no sense to push someone so freaking hard as to ship them around trying to fix them after an MD in Atlanta says to stop. I could have been many things. But no. You needed a perfect image. It makes no sense. Go ahead, blame bipolar. Blame me. Blame the LPCs. Blame XYZ dx.
It can involve doctors manipulating other doctors. Happened on Woodruff Road.
It can involve people changing other people's medication against their wishes, without notifying their treatment providers, or contradicting those providers. Happened with Family. Not just with me.
It can involve excessively contacting treatment providers. Happened with Family.
It can involve failure to rotate staff. Failure to take vacations. Failure to retire. Taking too many patients. Happened at MIP and Memorial and Woodruff Road.
Threatening people, goading them, manipulating them, moving them in and out of hospitals in haphazard manners... these things are not appropriate. Coordination, lack of intimidation tactics, cooperation... these things help. Otherwise, we're wasting time and money. Happened at MIP and Woodruff Road and with Assmussen.
We do not need God complexes. Doctors walking around as if they are all holy, ordering around EVERYONE AROUND THEM. Invasive treatments that are not necessary and waste money. Happened at MIP. McLean, it didn't have anything other than meds, so... yeah. It was shit. Complete stupidity. The unit I was in.
Some people do not understand boundaries. Then DSS gets more work. Law enforcement gets more work. It does not make sense. STOP BLAMING THE PATIENTS.
My friend George says some people should not work in mental health, and that is true. I have met some of them. One was a Ass moose. One worked on Woodruff Road. Some worked at MIP. Others are MDs in the community who insist on interfering with other healthcare professionals and inspire people to file FBI reports. These are God complexes. Know it all's. People who do not take no for an answer and it's their way or the highway. I've heard a lot from these types. Such people are dangerous. They have letters after their names. They inspire legal action. Predatory. Then they pass the blame around. To everyone but themselves. We call most of them doctors. I should know. I've known more then a few. They lose their way. They need limits. More PAs, NPs, and other MDs to share the load. Less medicalized perfection.
I'm not sure why some health care professionals feel they have the right to threaten, insult, or otherwise cause harm to patients. Like those male nurses in the ER, the transfer employee, and Arson... they can complain amongst themselves, away from patients. File their own reports. Shut their damn traps. Take vacations. Rotate staff. Or face lawsuits. Being a bully in sheep's clothing still makes you a bully. Workplaces are not meant for that. Lack of independence, diagnostic bullshit, overmedication. I am not a human science experiment.
Doctors like to complain about auditors or whistleblowers. I've had plenty of earfuls on it. I continue to get earfuls on it. Frequently. But limits exist for a reason. To save money and prevent abuse. Blame me, blame the LPCs, blame the social workers, then fix your damn system.
Some people simply do not know how to shut their traps. Then others have to fight back. They start talking about victims and abuse. I've been pushed by quite a number of people to reach out. I'm not the only one. People have limits. Perfectionism and Narcissism are dangerous. I've known many people like that. I'd like to mind my own business. Which right now includes maintaining my health at home, writing, and maybe taxes if the office doesn't push me too hard.
Anyone over the age of 18 is indeed capable of making their own decisions. Anyone under the age of 18 should not be prescribed certain powerful medications or given ECT. CCBH went way over the line in so very many ways and many people were affected. They earned that SCDHEC visit. There were plenty of patients there complaining that had nothing to do with me. Get over it.
Pushing people too hard is never a good idea. Bipolarizing them. Perfectionisting them. Idealizing them. See Prichards and I mirrored each other. We really did. Too close. Lack of boundaries.
The obsession with CBD and hemp products is NOT HELPFUL. GET OVER YOURSELVES. Threats and intimidation are NEVER appropriate.
Some people understand boundaries. Austen Riggs does. I believe Dr. Einstein who was in Atlanta does. I believe that City Center collectively does. Mindful Upstate does. Springbrook seemed better at them.
Some things we did not know in the 1990s. That one size does not fit all. That people with conditions like AS or ADHD or CAPD... what we call neurodivergent, don't necessarily need to be demonized or given too much attention. Letting them just be themselves is good. Some technologies, therapies, medications are good for different types of these disorders. Using technology or glasses or audio recorders or written communication is not the end of the world. Letting people make their own choices is not the end of the world. Demonize people enough and they will turn against you. And then you start inventing things like Oppositional Defiant Disorder, psychosis, dysregulation, fictious disorders, Stockholm Syndrome, Borderline, PTSD, DID, etc. Maybe just leave people the heck alone every now and then.
I'm also concerned about my aunt. I spoke to the City Police Department. I have mentioned my concerns to a few health care providers. She is receiving disability. That money has been stolen at least once and potentially wired overseas. Which violates at least one federal law and at least one state law. I try not to get into other people's business. Sometimes they make that difficult. They said she has to file a victim report. Or her executor does. I'd really appreciate if someone could change the executor. I don't like involving government agencies or police. I do have a conscience.
I do want this state to be safe. FOR EVERYONE. Some people can't keep their traps shut or keep their hands off other people's property or their egos out of other people's business. I've been pushed by multiple people and organizations to bring some things to your attention. It's become problematic. On Woodruff. At Prismo. Then we can all shut up and go home. Maybe Springbrook had enough independence to do better. The air quality wasn't great. I was having breathing issues. So I was using CPAP a lot. That pissed them off. Air quality is better at MIP. Also better at CCBH, to my recollection. Springbrook is close quarters and not well ventilated. Illness and asthma can thrive there. And it did. Food quality was better than MIP. CCBH was simply a shithole. The building itself was good. The staff was terrible. The food was good, when they didn't spit in it. And I did receive extensive harassment. Which made me a little paranoid and made working with Springbrook difficult for me. But I liked the residents. All of them. It was just that one attending that had some appalling problems with violations of HIPPA and being completely toxically insensitive in the patient areas. Please have a word. Not the female attending. The head social worker needs some instruction on proper boundaries and maybe a little bit on racism. Extremely inappropriate. Unsafe conduct. Inappropriate instruction. Abusive behavior. She needs retraining and possibly a review of her LPC license. Spouting all sorts of nonsense. It was absolutely disgusting. Disgraceful. Lack of common sense.
Why do ERs lie to patients? I was told it's not uncommon to lie to patients. Why do they waste their time, goad people, and engage in abusive conduct? Memorial could use a little of ethics training on dealing with patients. Otherwise, we're wasting resources. For a doctor to say, we couldn't find anything when the lab results come back with all sorts of abnormalities? That didn't happen at IMA. IMA has the highest standards. They took excellent care of me. They did NOT overmedicalize. They did NOT overmedicate. That was Memorial. Woodruff road. It was not fair to IMA. It really stressed them out. MIP needs help on educating people on boundaries. Memorial's ER is dysfunctional. I am appalled by their behavior. The EMTs were great. The ER was abysmal. Moronic. Completely counterproductive. Lawsuit level unhelpful and abusive. You need to talk to them. All sorts of stupid. The doctor's name is on the records. Talk some sense into her. Please. I don't know what she was thinking. They were lying from the get go. ZERO TRUST building. ZERO sense. WASTE OF RESOURCES. Retraining on ethics is necessary. Maybe some rotation or possibly even reassignment. Vacation. Anything but repeating that stupidity. Vinewell can use some reminder on checking vitals before discharging patients. They did not do that. They violated their own policy. I do not believe Spravato is dangerous, but it can affect the sinuses and respiration, besides the dissociative effects. Risky. If you don't want complaints or lawsuits, don't threaten or insult people. Common sense. Anyone that was in that ER needs some TLC with the ethics and quality people. Especially the male nurses. Complete assholes. Counter productive and intentionally rough with catheters. Refusing to change them. Refusing to provide proper food. Just processed shit in wrappers with absolutely no effort. Just all sorts of stupid. Inviting a lawsuit. I've asked my friend Brannon to review this. Along with members of the community. You're welcome to have your opinion. But do not inspire me to sue the hospital anymore then I have already been inspired. Between overbearing members of the community and unethical professionals, I've been given a reason or two. Pass the blame around. Then freaking do something about it. I'll grant that the female employees were cowering behind the males and that put maybe some pressure on the males. But really, y'all outnumber me dramatically. You have security right there. You have cameras, locks, gloves, all sorts of protection. Why are heck are you so cowardly and hateful? Why do I have to file reports and contact FBI? freaking cowards. Between family members and health care professionals who cannot properly manage boundaries, dangerous prescription substances, and words, y'all are messing this place up. Maybe I helped. Let's stop. Because there can be lawsuits and Federal intervention in Greenville SC. And it's not just me. I've been pushed to say something on behalf of others. People with my last name need to take it down several notches. and keep it down. People in the hospital need to have proper independence and ethics, especially around powerful drugs and invasive treatments. I also felt that Anmed did better, but I'm not from Anderson. VNS and rTMS are not compatible. Sleep Apnea can be caused by antipsychotics, psychological stress, and/or undiagnosed or undertreated allergies or asthma. Anyone whispers a word to try to influence my healthcare, and the FBI will hear about it. Anyone harasses me, the FBI will hear about it. If I have to bring Federal agents into this county, I will see that it happens. Stop fucking around. People can be sent to McLean other than me. People can be sent to jail or fired other than me. I'm not the only one in any of this. MDs, Psychologists, people in the community are on notice. Please fuck off. I do not need that much attention or manipulation. Former CCBH employees, you earned it. The harassment did not help you. It does not speak well of your former place of employment. You caused that hospital to lose 50,000$. Not me. YOU. You also affected Springbrook by making me more paranoid. Everyone play nice. This is not helpful. If I'm in a ER JUST SPEAK THE DAMN TRUTH. DON'T PLAY GAMES. YOU HAVE ARMED GUARDS. DON'T BE STUPID. I liked the NP at MIP. She was good with boundaries. She did start the low dose aspirin which was discontinued. Just use common sense people. Follow your own damn advice. Be honest. Proper nutrition. Good communication. Stop being paranoid about me. I'm not that dangerous. Have proper boundaries. Don't blame me if you can't follow your own advice. It makes you look stupid. It wastes people's time. It wastes resources.
My father used to say, do as I say, not as I do. Well. He taught y'all well. You can't follow your own damn advice. God complexes. Blatant lying. Harassment. overmedication. Undue influence. Stupidity.
Anyone that has it in their head to contact me about this outside of the comments or the email will be reported to the FBI. Go ahead, pass the blame around. Demonize. Psychociate. Waste your darn energy. Laugh. Deride. Insult. Build evidence for lawsuits. Then shut the heck up and go home. Those male nurses NEED TO BE SPOKEN TO. Retrained on proper procedure. Same for the ER doctor. Arson could use a vacation. The man's worked hard. I don't know what the attending at MIP was thinking. Whatever it was, try again. Step off your pedestals. If necessary, if I do end up there again, give me someone like the NP. Use proper boundaries. Rotate staff. Correct people that go out of line. Not just me. You did do that. Some people were not always corrected. lying about other professionals and interfering with them and lying to the patient and failing to follow Federal or South Carolina are all grounds for lawsuits. Mike, shut your trap. Keep it shut. You're already on verge of being reported. The licensure board is standing by. Just give me a reason. Parents, enjoy RETIREMENT. Not further practice of medicine. Sister number one, Stop running around and passing your kid around PLEASE. Shut your toxic mouth PLEASE. You are abysmally toxic in conversation. Horrible boundaries. I love you, I do. I was there during cancer. You need to tone it down. Sister number two, good job. Uncle, keep your darn hands to yourself and develop common sense about the internet and women. I do not need this many people messing with me. Play nice. If the healthcare professionals in this state could please disregard my family's medical advice and behavior, I appreciate it. It's gone too far. I need people to keep eyes open and ears shut around my family. I'm sorry to have to say it. Saved lives. Poor boundaries. God complexes. Take it down several notches and keep it there. Don't make me file reports or repeat myself. PLEASE. Driving me nuts. Literally. Mike, shut your trap again. Please. Seriously. You guys have horrible boundaries. You're made it dramatically obvious. We need to stop.
FBI, thank you for... doing what DSS did not seem to be able to do. Getting people to stop screwing with others people's business and back off. Let's all develop some common sense.
If my family wants to rearrange my anatomy, medicate me, evict me, plan my career, decide exactly what I should do, say, and think, as they have often done in the past, they need to least include my treatment team in those plans. Seriously. And stop harassing me. I would like to make a plan to buy my residence and my car. You stuck me here with no input from me and have dictated everything to me. We're here now. I know you want to sell this place. I should have a say in that. I don't know what sister #1's problem is, I don't need to know, but she needs to work on whatever that is and stay far away until she works that out. Husband too. Not healthy. It's just sad when I have to involve the FBI to get various people to stop screwing around with each other. It really is. But this is nuts. I will be in continuous contact with my team and with government agencies as needed to stop this dysfunction. Harassment will be reported without further warning. Nonsense. Why on earth does everyone feel the need to m around with some 43-year-old disabled man? Do y'all really enjoy it that much? Does it really make sense? Clozaril is absolutely a bad medication. 100%. I hope that eventually they find the light and ban it permanently. Or at least very tightly control it. Much more tightly. It really does degrade the physical health. I don't see how it helps mental health. There's plenty of alternatives. Safer ones. I really do think that my mike needs some ethics retraining and vacation time. His influence has been extremely unhelpful. and unethical. And he needs to shut his damn trap. The MDs in my family have a big problem with interfering with other professionals. BIG problem. I tried to warn the medical board. Now I'm having to warn DSS and FBI. It's just very unhelpful. All sorts of inappropriate behavior with my aunt and myself. It's sad. It's very sad. I really think my aunt needs independent eyes on her. Someone else in charge of her money. Her healthcare should not be managed by anyone other than her doctor.
Woodruff Road, my family, and the Furman Psychologist all have poor boundaries. MIP has too at times. Now, everyone, play nice. If you don't have anything nice to say, keep your damn trap shut and keep it shut. You're all adults. Act like it. Then I can too. If Woodruff Road had used proper ethics, if my family had, if the psychologist had, if MIP had, this could have been stopped sooner. Stop trying to pass the blame to other people. At least other than me.
There are some things I would not have to say publicly if I did not see Federal and State law being disregarded. Including property theft, harassment, abuse, unsafe prescription practices, and activities that verge on human trafficking, assault, drug trafficking, tax fraud, bank fraud, and reckless endangerment. I don't know where all the lines are. I worked in tax. It worries me. And not all of it has me as the victim. It concerns me. Do not make me file reports. I don't want to put anyone in jail. Do not ask me to protect you or to help you with anything that should not happening.
The hospital system, some professionals, and some family members need to work on their behaviors. And I'll be having legal conversations with Prismo and Greenville Psychiatropy eventually. I'd sue the Furman Psychologist, but maybe I should leave that one alone. The Psychologist and the Psychiatrist violated a number of laws. I hope they have reflected on their actions. So, stop asking or trying to influence me or the facts. I don't want to have to sue anyone else or file any other reports. Seriously. Leave bad enough alone, alone. If you keep bringing it up, you simply make it worse. Develop some common sense. That's looking at you Prismo employees, family. Shut your damn traps. You're not helping yourselves. We dug this hole together. This is dangerous behavior. Develop common sense.
We've medicalized and demonized me near to death. It has taken all my energy just to deal with it and to try to stop it. It needs to stop. Play nice. Mind your own business. Especially my mike. Further violations will generate reports and record keeping. I do not want to have to get my own kin in legal trouble. So don't dig yourself further. You've done this to yourself. But not knowing when to quit. Take a vacation. Enjoy life.
If you need to harass me, bitch at me, or have legal issue with this statement, please contact my treatment team or email me at rferlau@gmail.com. Then fuck off, as the ER liked to say. Y'all taught me well. I need the abusive behavior among various people to stop. Not just towards me or my team. Other people in the community are frustrated. If this stresses you out, take a vacation. If you get the impulse to say or do something stupid, remember the FBI and us not wanting federal agents taking action. I hope I've been clear. I'm tired of repeating myself with different words and in different languages. Please make this the last time I have to pull names or file reports. I'm tired. Been running around too much. Too much medical. I really have no idea what my internist thinks about this other than agreeing with the rest of my health care team that it's a mess. That whole office seems rather... disturbed by the excesses of the medical. I picked her because I knew she would not have the same approach. This is way out of hand. Family and former medical professionals: stop worrying, stop analyzing, stop fixing. Don't come back with another referral or consult or plan or idea. Let other people have a turn.
Everyone, whatever your issue is with me, my family, or anyone else, do not make me make the FBI stand between you and anyone else. I'm tired. I need to FOCUS on REAL LIFE. Not DIAGNOSTIC BS.
Thank you,
Ashes and Dust
With thanks to the Medical Board, SCDHEC, Brannon, my healthcare team, K J H, G J, most of Springbrook, DSS, Mindful Upstate, City Center, FBI, the Governor, Timmons, the Director of Social Security Greenville, and the people with common sense.
Local Hospitals
See, I was afraid of these doctors. They keep finding me and trying to drug me into silence. But some people won't let that happen. Because they say there are other victims. So the hospital has a problem. And now the FBI is here.
I was afraid to go to the Sheriff about the harassment and the drugs. I was afraid to go state. Some people are very connected. I needed Timmons to give me some confidence. I needed the medical board. I needed the records. The hospital with the name on the building, it's got a federal problem. There's a lot of laws in question. People are concerned. Others are trying to cover it up. Greenville County has a problem. Some people are angry about it. But I trust my childhood friend from the health dept. I trust the FBI. Some people want the drugs to stop. The medicalized perfection. They have asked me to say something. The name on the building thing. And I am very concerned. After two comas, I should be. That's why I say, dead or alive, it will stop. And now the federal government is going to help with that. Less drugs in Greenville County. There are people that know me. And I can make it stop. It's just a matter of the FBI going through the evidence. Determining which doctors went too far, and lining up all the facts and, if necessary, charges. Because I'm tired. And I know what the FBI can do.
Too many witnesses, too many records, too many facts. It's just a matter of time before a federal judge rules on this. I can be patient. In the meantime, I think my childhood friend needs to get with her coworkers, take a look at the public hospital system. Review personnel and records. Because there will be a court date eventually. I don't know what other victims. I don't know the charges. All I know is that it's coming. And with the Federal government in town, I think I'll be alive.
It's much more peaceful when I'm not being programmed. The government can worry about the doctors. It's out of my hands. I don't know why Malacheck is dead. Out of the country. Seems like an odd coincidence. They couldn't find cause of death. some sort of substance involved I'm told. I don't know where Assmussen is. He better not go anywhere. I think he might need to answer some questions. I guess it's too late to warn the doctors anymore. I told y'all to stop peddling drugs.
Vinewell
I like Vinewell. Maybe we get too comfortable. It started to feel like an mip thing. Especially since some of them work there. It started to feel too comfortable. Plus I was making ruby slippers nervous. She was sweet. Then I had another lady. We had a good groove. Maybe my allergies were just getting too bad. Maybe they got tired of seeing me. I never spoke to the doc but I saw him from time to time. Maybe I'm oversensitive. I like simple. I don't like know it alls. I never asked to hug them either. I did ask about that mip nurse once. The one that liked the poem. She was nice. It's funny how they get so worked up over I'll listen to. What I do. Im a 43 year old disabled guy. Not that important. Maybe I'll go back to taxes. Or teach. Some people just don't know how to shut up. Elle was never like that. Always the right words at the right times. So yeah I switched. I turned against liberalized medicine. Against too many pills. They forced me to. That's why I talk about legalized drug trafficking, human trafficking, abuse, fraud, and reckless endangerment. That's why i think about lawyers and guns. That's why medical complexity trauma. That's why two comas. That's why I worry about them trying to bury me. Because what they do is dangerous. Borderline criminal. So now the FBI stands between me and the doctors. Until they shut the fuck up. Though... with the records and witnesses, it may be too late. People are pissed off. I can't control the law, but they don't scare me. This looks alarmingly like racketeering. A shit load of state and federal laws in question. I can't protect anyone. It's gone Federal.
Internist
Ok, maybe contacting the FBI was excessive. Been a side effect off excessive education (psych/it/cj/business/tax) is a knowledge of what these people are capable of. So I guess being tired of doctors and being pushed too hard can have unexpected results.
Anyways, I've liked my internists. Which is part of why IMA couldn't keep me. The counselors office and the internist became safe zones. I was either there or at home. I need to stay the hell way from memorial. They hate my guts. I could have gone elsewhere. Maybe accountability is overrated. The old internist tried to protect me. But I was making people nervous.
Now I have the new one. She reminds me of my old friend. She doesnt say much. The staff says plenty. They like giving me those ekgs. Checking my BPs. I never see the male doctor, I just know he's there. I can tell from the way they act. Nervous and all concerned about appearances and distances. I like that its called family medicine. I swear she hardly says a word but she chooses so carefully. I'm not sure she's ever smiled. Very delicate and precise. Detailed records. Mostly stops meds that mip starts. She's pretty. The receptionist seems to find me irritating. I'm not always timely but I don't like to be there long. I tend to make people nervous. I think I met two nurses. One is rather cheerful and pretty. The other seemed more anxious. Unlike IMA and the allergist, I haven't actually asked to hug anyone. But I seem to have developed a reputation. Oh he's good with words... maybe too good. Side effect of education. Yeah I've been spending a lot of time with women. Tired of the male God complexes. Narcissists. The few, the proud, the inordinately stuck up. Drive me nuts. Literally.
So now the liberals are starting to hate me and the conservatives seem slightly relieved but nervous. And I've been contacting state and federal agencies. Because I'm too pissed off to shut up and too strong to die. The liberals will find me though. I know they're looking. They won't shoot me they'll just medicate. I like nurses. They find the middle ground. They avoid extremes. But the obsession with hemp products enrages me. The internists haven't mentioned it.
Changes in Attention
I used to get bored more often. I do still get bored. I think i used to get bored more because of the chemical numbing, youth, and to a lesser extent genetics. It's just wierd to me the way the world is changing. Politics has become so odd. I think the increase of technology and communication make information spread more quickly, and that contributes to polarization and chaos, along with gridlock. It's impossible to be a moderate when you instantly get very detailed and high volume feedback. Technology puts everything and everyone under a microscope. And I actually like people. I dont understand the micro examination of others. Pushing people too hard or being overly critical decreases stability and increases danger. Silence can be deafening but noise can be agitating. The idea of studying someone to death is particularly bizarre. Then you wonder why they get pissed off. Maybe autism is simply a function of increased education, urbanization, and increased technology. Maybe it simply means people are still evolving. Maybe adhd simply means the brain gets overworked.
More on Switching
We have to take turns. Especially in letting younger people have a chance to experience life. When People try to draw me out it worries me. I'm not actually a Satan Worshiper. People just scare me sometimes.
I don't think it's healthy for people to be afraid to go out in public. Regardless of their appearance. Yet in the pharmacy, at the grocery store, at fast food, at the library, I attract eyes and ears, and I get comments. I know people get to have feelings, and I do understand a little about gossip, and how written word and spoken word can be distorted as they travel from person to person. How appearances, smells, and tactile sensations can be distorted even from one to person to the next, but particularly as those impressions travel via gossip. Being bad at communicating and being pushed too hard or in unwanted directions are all different things. How does one person's words or actions travel so far so fast? It's amazing. Never mind signal fires. It's like that coregulation thing. Like we're a living neural network and each person is a node. Information can travel too quickly or slowly, or it can be distorted. And I do worry about consequences, not just for me. Because I worked in Tax and IT, retail and psychology. I don't know criminal law. I've seen what life can do to people. I worry about consequences. Especially when... lives seem at risk. Which is why recently, I've been very focused on safety, and domestic activities, and minding my own business. Because I'm not sure what the future holds. This talk about victims and my awareness of tax law... it makes me nervous. I've been hearing a lot of real things, seeing a lot of real things... and I'm worried where the lines are. I feel like I need to continue to reflect on my life choices and give younger people a chance to shine. I'm hoping that other people with more independence will be making the larger decisions. I don't remember when I filed the first FBI report. I don't know what they are doing. I have not spoken to them directly. I'm not being told much. I know that some people have been very concerned. I know I'm being advised to stay home and mind my own business.
I've been spending my days monitoring physical symptoms and doing basic at home tasks. Going to counseling when I'm not afraid to leave the house. To my medical appointments when I'm not afraid to leave the house. I'm not sure what's going on. But everywhere I go people seem acutely aware of my presence. When I think back, I remember the times professionals started looking alarmed. And I think about that legal requirement to report abuse, people in danger. I think about the tax laws. About Al Capone. I think about some of the things I've seen and heard. I move between "It's not that bad" and wondering if people might go to prison. I think about our prison population being so large already. I think about the time I spent in McClean. I haven't actually been out and about that much. There are people that know this community better. I have been on a lot of medication. So maybe I really am crazy. Or maybe not. I did work in tax. It's hard to do a job like that and be completely nuts. So, I'm not sure. I'm just wondering how many times the healthcare system or other government agencies may have heard about me. I think maybe I should think a little less. This is getting too interesting. There's plenty that I don't know. And certain types of people in the community or online seem to have agendas. And I was contacted by someone whose voice I recognized. He was angry. Not long after CCBH. This is definitely not what I had planned. I'm wanting to mind my own business. Maybe text, email, or specific people that I trust that are not health care professionals (unless being paid to help me). Maybe some social media. Natural light. The internist's offices have seemed particularly nervous. Since maybe 2019. It's kind of weird that when I saw SDOH, I thought it meant Social Determinants of HARM. I need to mind my own business. The hospitals are getting very edgy. I was told some things are permanent. But not which things. Or even the type of things. And of course there was covid. I've been hearing a lot of rumors. Not just about me. The doctors hated the DID dx. absolutely hated it. And I've heard some conspiracy theories about DID. About how common or uncommon. About what people who have it, what they do. About the treatments. But also I heard once that it was like a government program. To recruit people. Like Bourne Identity shit.
People want me around them. They want to watch me. And they are so hypersensitive about the way I act. It doesn't matter what I do or say, they get testy. Ever since 2019. And my body is changing off Clozaril. And I still believe that drug should be taken off the market. That it's not safe. Permanent ban. Permanent. Misguided drug trials. Nazi like experimentation on people. I may be crazy, but I've been taught by the best. I'm going to go mind my own business now. Let other people shine. Oh, those doctors hate my guts now. Maybe that's why some people won't let me quit.
Calmer Reflections
It literally has been five years since I have seen or spoken to either the nurse or the psychiatrist. Boundaries did get misplaced with both. THC was indeed recommended by the psychiatrist. Somethings are unfortunate sometimes, but I'm not sure which is which. I do like people. So did they. Sometimes people just need to drop their stones. I need to focus on things other then drugs (prescription or otherwise). There is an ocean of research on trauma, polyvagal theory, stockholm syndrome, things like that. You just have to choose not to ignore it. We all have choices. I need to FOCUS on domestic skills and writing... maybe taxes if the office doesn't get too excited about my skills and I end up doing 180 returns. Maybe first I can finish my own taxes. Stupid 1099-Q or whatever it is. The cat's doing well. My printer occassionally disconnects and the IT sometimes glitches and I'm really not that interested in IT anymore. Maybe we can all be a little less paranoid if we watch what we say, who we spend time with. But sometimes I do think in terms of protectors and persecutors. Some of them were doctors, MDs or PhDs. Some were nurses. Boundaries got misplaced. On both sides. Starting when I was a minor. So I think it's important to be careful what we teach young people, who we spend time with, and what drugs we prescribe.
Not everythiing is a nightmare. Sometimes darkness is simply a natural absense of light. Sometimes there is no reason to be afraid, even if unusual things are happening or if people use odd words. Though I'm not sure why some hospital employees lie or become aggressive. Then wonder why I act strangely. It's very odd. So am I.
Maybe a little less Mrs. Doubtfire. Malacheck is dead and so is Robin Williams. I'm not sure what the future brings, but I'm very aware of the eyes on myself and the PA. I'm very aware of the gossip. Hopefully I'll have no more FBI or SWAT related thoughts. Hopefully it will be calm in Greenville.
Today I'm going to go through a few more things. Try to work on some funny stories and some stories about Greenville. I get stuck in certain time periods. 90s, 2002, 2013ish, 2018-2021. I've spent time around God complexes. Maybe some of it rubbed off. But we did mirror each other at times. We both acted a little bipolar at times. Pushing too hard. Crashing. Not all of it is nuerochemical in nature. And cooregulation is real. I have not spoke to the FBI. My counselor did. Like the nurse at Vinewell... she became... somewhat faint appearing. Maybe we could all drop some stones. Relax a little. Take mental vacations. I do not know what the future holds. But settling down / slowing down sounds good. I do like Greenville County. Keeping it safe is a good thing. I'm not sure I want to make a habit of visiting police stations, filing reports, or thinking about legal action. Some things are nasty business. Yet I do appreciate the medical board, SCDHEC and Timmons. Certain events were not helpful. Not wise. I think I should mind my own business now. I do appreciate nurses. They are usually more careful what they say then techs or doctors. Because they are in the middle. Being in the middle can be better. The power balance is more equalized. Too low, and you have no say. Too high, and you start to become arrogant.
Sometimes I wonder what life would have been like as an Army Ranger, a teacher, or law enforcement. Instead I learned to follow psychiatrists and nurses around like a lost puppy. We can spread the blame around or maybe just find something else more interesting. People and thoughts both make me nervous. Now that I'm less numbed out, both myself and others have become a little testy. I can see and hear voices from the past. My senses can be acute.
I'm not sure how I developed boundary issues, but I think it had something to do with mild autism and some overactivity and chaos in childhood. I've never liked to be in the spotlight for too long. Privacy is nice. I'm really appreciating a quieter life. Sometimes I go outside. Othertimes I just let the sound of the birds come in and open the curtains. But I think the people watching me are getting a little overworked. I'm not sure when I signed up for all this. I'm not interested in pity parties but my life has been exciting in the wrong ways. At school I did not go to hardly any parties. I was a nerd. So don't get too jealous. It's not really been quite that bad or that great. Alcohol never really did much for me. I never tried any illegal substance. I was prescribed a lot of pills. I never sold them either. So sometimes they collected. Around 2020 they began to freak me out. I have some ritalin I need to burn. Maybe some old hospital paperwork. There is a bit of a rebound effect with sensory. With or without legal or illegal drugs. There is a shutdown effect.
I remember that EMT. I liked him a lot. Reminded me of my CL partner. Very kind and wise. I remember 3 workers from CL, including the manager. Now I have "my women" and coffee. And a lack of interest in the larger world. A lack of interest in politics and excitment. I don't understand running around. Women in non-professional situations make me nervous. Men tend to bore me. Or irritate me. Sometimes they are outright obnoxious. Think far too much of themselves. I like young people, but I don't have much energy. I'm told that my brain is burning a lot of energy to deal with processing issues and past events. When I was numbed out, life was much different. Now I can remember a bit more, but the memories seem much more intense. When you're a little more numb, 911 level stuff isn't really that alarming. When you're not numb, you can make better decisions, function better, your body can not wear out as easily, but the intensity of small things becomes large. I thought I was unpopular. Maybe I wasn't. I don't know. But lately I seem a little too interesting. Maybe like that nurse, I attracted too much attention. Or the wrong kind. But now "my women" like it when I stay at home. They worry about me being around the wrong influences, germs, substances, or pushing too hard. If I was 20 years younger, I'd grab an IT job, or a tax job, or maybe a psych job, or even military or law enforcement. But I never ever wanted to work in health care. outside of mental health, at least. I do not understand the fascination. IT gets irritating. The smallest little formatting mistake and everything grinds to a halt. Even taxes are less finicky. Teaching or law enforcement would have been better. But the further I go along the more allergic I become to advice. I not only communicate better in writing but visual is a much easier barrier then auditory. I've never been good at filtering sound. Voice is even less strong with VNS, but if I give it breaks, it does well. I can, in fact, talk. I've come to find that I don't have a whole lot to contribute to everyday conversation that is of tremendous value. Conversations become tedious quickly. Though the weather is becoming a favorite subject, and I'm coming around to American sports a little. Though baseball seems little more interesting then golf, which is like watching grass grow. Or paint dry. Hockey is much too loud. Basketball and football are better. Tennis is decent.
Wednesday, May 14, 2025
Dear ER: Clarity
If DID patients are around this, they might shut down completely. Go away. And then the cursing and threats comes out later. Polyvagal theory. Stockholm Syndrome. Medical Complex trauma.
Biology. One body. One hardware. DID not in remission... an out of date operating system... Programs running amuck... Memory overflows... data loss... Scrambled output.
LEARN SOMETHING ABOUT COMPLEX FREAKING TRAUMA PLEASE. Thank YOU.
We really need to see other people. I hear Bon Secours is nice my time of illness... I can be honest. You just won't like it very much. With purely physical... honesty is so much easier.
Laugh/cry
Its really wierd when someone has fits in which they alternate laughing and crying. I've not seen it very often. I have seen sudden bursts of anger. That seems more common. I remember the purple heart. I remember his eyes. Very very distinct eyes. Not like the usual burnt out type. Just his eyes seemed to spontaneously combust. I remember the click it guy. Used to jump from airplanes. I remember the guy on the floor. He lasted a few hours before he was moved somewhere. Yes I remember ptsd.
Some people insist I fake. Others find the physical symptoms so frustrating. BP going up and down. Numbness in and out. Neuropathy. Others, they just recognize and don't say much. Arson used to be like that. We got too close. Maybe now we don't like the view quite as much.
Oh I don't recall. That's why I have 600 pages. To help me remember the significance of the ten days.
Some days we're all just playing along. It comes out in bursts. Left side of face. 7. Right side. 2. I could take a marker and stretch them on my skull. Sometimes sharp like needle points. Others more like a section of face is on fire. Sometimes my top scalp has rippling sensations. With mirapex he mentioned microsiezures. But I don't think that was quite it. I don't think it was seizures. MRIs normal. Ekgs normal. BP ripples. Hands suddenly gripping so tight they might break something. The foot is worst in am. I hyperfocus in the most unusual ways. Mostly on environment.
I'll never forget that ER. It was so strange. Kind of like... they found us... open the mouth. Everyone jump in. We gotta hide. Theres a rotation combination on the back of the upper lip... just keep rotating the cylinders... they'll never find us...
Flammable
Ashes is on fire again. Maybe the foam isn't working.
Where's the nearest Psychiatrist?
Maybe the prefrontal overheated. Let's look under the hood.
Let's see... there's gotta to be an interface port behind the left ear? Can we reprogram the auditory nerve? Too much noise on the relay.
Did you check the insulation on the auditory cortex? Run through our neurologists? Perhaps Clarity has a drive through?
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