He who fights with monsters should be careful lest he gaze long into the abyss... only to find his own reflection.

A Blog, Sort of

Forgotten Wounds Don't Heal

This is a "Blog", such as it is. Bogus crap most blogs are, saying, "Look at me! How clever I am!"

No? Yes?

I don't know.

My — this "Blog" — is, will be, raw and personal.

You don't like words like "fuck" and phrases like "Oh, my gawd I'm a piece of shit!"?

See you later, as in do not come back.

I have things to say. Not pretty, these things to say. Yet say them I will.

Tragically, I am often, here and there... but here, messy and fucked up... So, Hey, look out for some stupid shit!

But it will, to say the least, be very interesting for those who "are interested" in mental illness manifestations and confessions.

Writing Down the Pain
I'd like just once to fall asleep feeling good about myself. Just once. Drunken stupors do not count.