dissociative disorder is what lazy people call themselves to get out of work and paying taxes LIKE AN ADULT
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dissociative disorder is what lazy people call themselves to get out of work and paying taxes LIKE AN ADULT
WHERE AM I
No, I was dressed, the pants were too big and had fallen down. I didn't see a camera but I assume there was one, it was the middle of the night, no-one was around luckily, it certainly wasn't for attention, it was during some kind of episode where I did a lot of strange things, I would like to see the security footage though if there is some, there probably would be.
when did you realize you were acting like a nutcase and go home
I have a lot of guns irl...
shoot them in the air maybe theyll land onlisa
Lol no it's not
It's pretty scary
You know there are a lot of things I couldn't do anymore lest I have an episode, I'm lucky enough I'm not locked up in a hospital but you know when I do have my wherewithal I come across as sane so they let me out after a couple of days and no-one is around when I have an episode because I live by myself, my mother knew because I sent her wired text messages but what is she meant to do? Nothing. There is nothing anyone can do except lock me up.
or you could get a job lisa instead of sitting here googling dissociative disorder over ad over
I was standing under a security light inside the car repair shop garage, all of a sudden I recognised where I was, before that point I was not compos mentis enough to know, all I know what I was doing before that point was following lights, I froze stiff for a minute, I was scared, I pulled up my pants and stood there for a moment to think. I thought I was lucky I had gotten as far as I did without getting into any trouble so I tried to just go back the way I came, I had to climb back over fences, it was the one moment where I actually at least knew what had been going through my head before reaching that point, I am more disturbed by the stuff like throwing my cloths and linen outside and packing bags with strange things and hiding stuff because I have no idea what was going through my head, like literally no idea at all why I did that, if I had some idea what I was thinking or why I did that even if it was crazy it wouldn't be as scary, it's the having no idea at all what I was thinking or why I did that that upsets me the most.
I've looked it up because it's been suggested to me I have it and I didn't know what it is. It's just another label and the term will be obsolete in 10-20 years but that doesn't change what happens and the effect that has on my life.
No I'm not getting a job at the moment, shove it.
I'm glad I don't
But I still don't think I'd shoot anyone, probably just myself but I just don't know because I just don't know what I was thinking when I did more benign things like throw all my cloths and linen outside, if I just knew what I was thinking I wouldn't be as disturbed by it.
No but that was why I was wearing oversized cloths, I was left with not much of an option of what to wear, I also had to dry myself with my cloths for a while because I had thrown all the towels outside, it really was quite complicated to get back on top of all the washing, then to top it off it confused the cat so that when I did do a pile of washing and got it dry, it was sitting in a pile and the cat would piss on it so I'd have to do it all again, it was a never ending battle for a while
calling the qquest to wash your cloths a neverending battle seems quite dramatic
i made 2 trips to smithfild and did not run into any rain
Do you think your issues are a side effect of menopause?
not old enough for that
but it's upsetting because I would have loved to have a kid one day, I can't very well in good conscious do that if I have episodes, I'm ok now, like I think I have my wherewithal at the moment but I'm scared and upset that it could happen again
do you wash your clothes by hand? i dont see how a washer and dryer is considered hard work
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Picture of the scar from the barbed wire fence, excuse the spikey hair, haven't shaved in a week.
I keep a 9mm ruger right beside my bed