bed.
These last few days have been hell for some people in the UK. those without heating , the money to run it, or even a home.
I have spent these last few days in bed and still find time to moan (I have nothing to do WAH!).
At Christmas lets say a little thank you for all those things we have that many others don't.
Thank you British government and British taxpaying public for keeping me safe and warm and fed this Christmas.
Thank you to my family for all the love and support.
Thank you to my friends for the same.
Merry X mas.
Saturday, 18 December 2010
Sunday, 12 December 2010
Been dishcharged!
Well, let me just say the last few months have been a, whats the word I should use here? Errr, wierd? or maybe nightmare, or maybe shattering.
I have just spent 4 months in St Annes Hospital on the mental ward. It was messed up. Seriously messed up.
I got about 3 hours sleep a night if that. The guys in my dorm snored like champions. George, god bless you, there is something wrong with your nose!
I remember thinking at one point during my stay, that there had been a collapse of society and civilisation. And that I was being punished. I was a show prisoner in a new regime, being punished for being self absorbed. I thought that it had all started with the G20 riots. That because I had not taken part the new Marxist regime had decided to make an example of people like me. Narcissists. people so caught up in their own little world that they didn't notice a revolution occurring around them.
I thought the Daily Mail newspaper contained articles written for me by the resistance.
As part of this I would only be let out if it looked like I was enjoying myself and wanted to stay!
You know, I still don't understand what happened there. At one point I was being spoken about on the radio. Every channel I tuned into was about me!
Anyway, I'm out now. Sane.
Except my days are empty. Whilst in there all I spoke about was wanting to leave. But now I see it was OK. If I had had a secure room to call my own and more sleep I think I could survive there. A secure room, the internet and sleep.
Well now I have those. I sleep all day. I am on haldol which I hate cos it makes me so sleepy. I feel like my life is slipping away from me when all I do is run around half asleep. Its been over a year now that I have been on medication that I feel I don't need. Hell, I dont know what I need. Last night I went to meet.com event and got scared by a load of sci fi nerds. I am a sci fi nerd myself but I still got self concious. Perhaps that is part of my personality now. Perhaps nothing can be done. Just let go
I have just spent 4 months in St Annes Hospital on the mental ward. It was messed up. Seriously messed up.
I got about 3 hours sleep a night if that. The guys in my dorm snored like champions. George, god bless you, there is something wrong with your nose!
I remember thinking at one point during my stay, that there had been a collapse of society and civilisation. And that I was being punished. I was a show prisoner in a new regime, being punished for being self absorbed. I thought that it had all started with the G20 riots. That because I had not taken part the new Marxist regime had decided to make an example of people like me. Narcissists. people so caught up in their own little world that they didn't notice a revolution occurring around them.
I thought the Daily Mail newspaper contained articles written for me by the resistance.
As part of this I would only be let out if it looked like I was enjoying myself and wanted to stay!
You know, I still don't understand what happened there. At one point I was being spoken about on the radio. Every channel I tuned into was about me!
Anyway, I'm out now. Sane.
Except my days are empty. Whilst in there all I spoke about was wanting to leave. But now I see it was OK. If I had had a secure room to call my own and more sleep I think I could survive there. A secure room, the internet and sleep.
Well now I have those. I sleep all day. I am on haldol which I hate cos it makes me so sleepy. I feel like my life is slipping away from me when all I do is run around half asleep. Its been over a year now that I have been on medication that I feel I don't need. Hell, I dont know what I need. Last night I went to meet.com event and got scared by a load of sci fi nerds. I am a sci fi nerd myself but I still got self concious. Perhaps that is part of my personality now. Perhaps nothing can be done. Just let go
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