And I called myself a saint because I was tortured at hospital way back by cops or agents of some sorts I dont know whom, in 2006, and had visions in 2016. Yet I am so fucking orodinary you can believe it! This display of temper out of control due to panic is so tedious for eveyone who sees it. I thank you all for your deep sympathy with my issues and pity of my moodiness.

I truly lived in a bubble, very hermetic bubble, for a decade in BC- me my pets and God or buddhas. Thats it.

It is easy to believe your follies and imagination when you have no one to tell you off about them.

Or you dont care when they do.

I turned myself into a legend if only to my own eyes and it helped my shit self esteem a ton.

The blog is full on rantings about all this stuff in the last 10 years.

Today is very Humbling, Jesus. Soon it is also Easter. I said 8 hail mary for forgiveness of my panic with Samira today and everything.