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Friday, June 13, 2025
Arson
Weaving
Spidey webbing up a storm... cobweb here, one obber der, anudder under here... ebbywherez a cobweb... WEBTOPIA! Now! ... embroidering in some messaging...
Thursday, June 12, 2025
Hey Brownelle
Well, tell me do you think it'd be
all right
If I could just freak out tonight?
You can see I'm in no shape for
conniving
And anyway, I've got no asylum to
go
And you know it might not be that
bad
You were the best shrink I'd ever
had
If I hadn't discharged this place
months ago
I might not be alone!
Tomorrow we can walk around that
unit
And let the techs chase us right
through it
The past is gone, but a dx might
be found
To take its place
Hey Psychiatry
Hey Psychiatry
Hey Psychiatry
Hey Psychiatry
And you can trust me to overthink
And to take the pills I found
And if you don't expect too much
from me
You might not be let down
'Cause all I really want is to be
with shrinks
Feeling like I'm crazy too
If I hadn't discharged this place
months ago
I might be here with you!
Tomorrow we can walk around that
unit
And let the techs chase us right
through it
The past is gone, but a dx might
be found
To take its place
Hey Psychiatry
Tomorrow we can walk around that
unit
And let the techs chase us right
through it
The past is gone, but a dx might
be found
To take its place
Hey Psychiatry
Hey Psychiatry
Hey Psychiatry
Hey Psychiatry
Well, tell me do you think it'd be
all right
If I could just freak out tonight?
You can see I'm in no shape for
conniving
And anyway, I've got no asylum to
go
And you know it might not be that
bad
You were the best shrink I'd ever
had
If I hadn't discharged this place
months ago
I might not be alone!
Tomorrow we can walk around that
unit
And let the techs chase us right
through it
The past is gone, but a dx might
be found
To take its place
Hey Psychiatry
Hey Psychiatry
They took my meds
Well, there's only one thing I
couldn't dread
Karaoke
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
I'm so wordy, that's okay, I shaved my rhymes and I'm not sad
And just maybe I'm to blame for all the drugs, but I'm not sure
I'm so excited, I can't wait to touch and stare and I don't care
I'm so corny, that's okay, my will is good
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah!
I like it, I'm not comin back
I miss you, I'm not comin back
I love you, I'm not comin back
I chilled you, I'm not comin back
I like it, I'm comin back
I miss you, I'm not comin back
I love you, I'm not comin back
I thrilled you, I'm not comin back
I'm so happy 'cause today I found my friends, they're on my phone
I'm so ugly, that's okay, 'cause so are you, we'll bitch and moan
discharge mornin' is everyday for all I care and I'm not scared
Light my mind up in a daze 'cause I've found shrinks
Yeah, yeah
Yeah!
I like it, I'm not comin back
I miss you, I'm not comin back
I love you, I'm not comin back
I chilled you, I'm not comin back
I like it, I'm comin back
I miss you, I'm not comin back
I love you, I'm not comin back
I thrilled you, I'm not comin back
Dear coffee
Wake Up Little Snoozy
Wake up Little Snoozy
Wake up, little Snoozy
Wake up, little Snoozy
We've all been sound asleep
Wake up, little me’s and weep
The appointment's over, it's four o'clock
And we're in trouble deep
Wake up, little Snoozy
Wake up, little Snoozy
Well, what are we gonna tell our counselor?
What are we gonna tell our Doc?
What are we gonna tell their staff when they say
"Ooh, la, la"?
Wake up, little Snoozy
Wake up, little Snoozy
Well, we told our counselor that we were tired of men
Well, Snoozy, baby, looks like we’re stuck with them
Wake up, little Snoozy
Wake up, little Snoozy
We gotta go home
Wake up, little Snoozy, wake up
Wake up, little Snoozy, wake up
The inpatient visit wasn't nearly so hot
It didn't really have so very much of a shot
We fell again, our goose is cooked
Our reputation is shot
Wake up, little Snoozy
Wake up, little Snoozy
Well, what are we gonna tell our counselor?
What are we gonna tell our Doc'?
What are we gonna tell their staff when they say
"Ooh, la, la"?
Wake up, little Snoozy
Wake up, little Snoozy
Wake up, little Snoozy
Jess
She's breaking into hospitals again. Talking up psychiatrists. Why does she get to be the communicator?
Riposte
Vell, vhat did you expect? I have to be with my own kind! You cut off the A-, now I can't socialize. So flappy I can hardly stand. I hope Small liked zee flowers...
Going for a Crawl...
Cwazy Bat. He's hanging out with the Conestee hatchlings again. Dudent ebben like dem. Then he says he wants to fly by Home Freako. Fwed's been gibbing him trubble at di beach. Sneaky Gulls always coming up with something. Dey don't like Vlad berry dutch. Time to go for a crawl...
Dear coffee
Dearest coffee,
Oh, the thrill of the pursuit. Psychiatry has never looked so good. Do you power lift metaphorically? Exercising the brain is so rewarding. How are my friends? I'll have to visit again. You know how much I love family. Prismally speaking. You'll be happy to know that life on the outside has gotten quieter.
I'm walking the road less raveled. Sometimes it's a bit stringy. Sometimes threads lead in unpredictable directions. I hope the campus hasn't caught fire. You'll say hi to Jenn, I'm sure. The cat's doing well.
Say, you think you could hook me up with some maroons, for old time's sake? You never know when I might need to come pay my respects. I'll be in touch. Promises to keep, and meds to take before I sleep
Warmly,
Ashes
How Helping Works
In the military, they like to say that a combat operation never goes exactly as planned. The same thing is true for everyday life. My life has not gone as planned. For damn sure. However, losing a battle does not mean losing the war. I certainly hope I don't have to start spreading rumors about dating my psychiatrist to get it into people's heads that spreading lies about professionals is not wise. I like different kinds of people. They can all contribute in slightly different ways. I've known all sorts of people.
I do have moral responsibilities. I'm trying to build something positive here, while preparing to return to doing some accounting. I feel a moral duty to warn people about forced medication, drug cocktails, overmedication, medicalized perfection, toxic gender stereotypes, toxic CBT, and abuse in Greenville County. You can question my methods. You can question the results. You can't question my mission.
Sometimes life involves different emotions. For the benefit of people with low emotional intelligence, I'm going to start writing about what I believe emotions teach us. We are emotional animals. it's hardwired in because emotions help us learn about the world.
Wednesday, June 11, 2025
Verdict
My life is defined by a long history, that much is true. It is defined by growing up in the 80s, by being a loyal family member, friend, and member of the community. In surviving 2 comas, lots of drugs, lots of traumatic events, a lot of isolation and pain, and yet, stubbornly persisting, I did many things. I volunteered for 3.5 years with Safe Harbor, Crisisline, and Julie Valentines. I helped in the raising of nieces and nephews. I participated in multiple varsity sports. I learned a tremendous amount about mental illness. I got that BA in psych and the MS in Accounting. I certified in IT multiple times, passed the CPA, I worked in three different fields. I wrote poems and stories. I taught others. I traveled. I met many people. I lived independently. All that and more. And there are people who know my strength, my fortitude, my intelligence, my compassion, my humor, my resilience, my empathy. And regardless of what they say of me, I will die accomplished someday.
R.I.P., that which was myself. May those struggles rest and never rise again.
Autism Spectrum in the context of Trauma and Mild ADHD
It's over
Even a Shrink can see
FDIA
I knew there was something I had to warn Greenville County about. And it matches the history and the records and even the gossip around town. And it starts with my families. Oh, it makes perfect sense. Fictitious Disorder Imposed on Another, formerly Munchhousen's Byproxy. Imaginary illnesses. That is the danger and the waste of public money. That's the source of the endless new hospital, new center, new doctor BS. And Bipolar was the perfect foil. Vague and completely internal and invisible. Whereas FDIA can be traced to records and facts. All these hospitals with their records. They just have to connect the dots. Like IMA did. Like Mindful Upstate did. Medicalized perfection linked to psychiatric illness. I found my answers. And it's all about control. Lack of boundaries. It even explains the DID and the memory issues. Greenville County has a lack of proper boundaries around medical care. And that was taught. It actually is a problem based in reality, not some bipolar/psychosis BS. And their own damn tests prove it. They have done so many. I do believe it.
Disorders of the Mind
On further reflection, the issues that pop up most frequently are Munchhousen's byproxy, DID, and mild autism spectrum.
The first because of the microanalysis of my faults, some controlling behavior, along with how publicized my health has always been. It's like my families are addicted to dissecting me. Can't leave well enough alone. Because I've spent so much time in hospitals. Because of the poor boundaries and high or moving standards. There's really so much detail to go behind this theory. That munchhousen's article lights up my brain like a fire.
The second because of the repeated tests of memory that come back with difficulties in recall, the testing in controlled settings, all the drugs, the docs and hospitals, the inconsistent realities, the patterns and changes in consciousness... it all adds up.
The third because it's been a part of the picture since the nineties and clearly explains sensory sensitivity (even the CAPD), the intelligence, and the findings from numerous professionals from springbrook to Boston to Riggs.
But I think the missing piece is Munchhousen's byproxy (FDIA). It makes so much sense.
Tuesday, June 10, 2025
Staff Meeting
Lookit
Until I get this sorted out, there's not much I CAN do. I hope to contribute more meaningfully when my head is straight. I can barely find anything because my mind goes different directions. I'M COMING BACK! My providers and I got frustrated. I like my home. I'd like to keep it. I need someone in my life. I'm getting too old for this. That said, I'd like to thank my team and my sister's family. Hopefully we can stay out of the blame game. The threats game. Beyond ridiculous to feel the need to pull in FBI and public health. I can be a really cool guy. Just too many directions. I'm consolidating. Time to make up for, black widows to flirt with.
The Whatever
I've been very frustrated with the whatever. Some people call it memory problems. Some called it PTSD. Some called it DID. Some insist on Bipolar. Going in too many directions under the influence of too many medications and professionals was definitely part of the problem.
Oh crap...
Oh crap... he's becoming aware... oh crap... he's not with the program. QUICK, MEDICATE! Shit, that didn't work! Moralize! Demonize! Activate the checkers! Go down the center list! Find another doctor! No that one quit... let's get creative... *sigh*
Twisted humor aside, I need to continue to work on anger and increasing my functioning. Which means reconnecting memory and processing. So, everyone can expect to see very little of me for quite some time.
Not sides...
Then she says there's not sides... I got a half dozen hospitals and several dozen professionals in my head and she says there's not sides... $*%*
Work in Progress...
Past Reflections
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The full strength of the storm had set itself against me and I had prevailed. In all honesty, it was not even a proper mountain, merely a gl...
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The voice on the phone was familiar to him and still talking, but he had stopped listening several minutes ago. She obviously didn't...
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For Ashes, life was always about the spark. The hard part was avoiding a wild fire. With the spark, everything was meaningless. But after a ...
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I have lost my way before, it's true. I have retreated into the distance, pulling back from the world in pursuit of shelter from the sto...
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I can honestly say I never understood the world. I was naïve. The people around me told me I had to change, to be like them. I wanted to, bu...