Chuckie, etc.
Well Deirdre, or Aunt Deedee, or to whom ever,
Chuck Taylor here. I really don't have anyone I want to hide from at this point. I'm pretty open with most people, and I've even been told that I'm too open with most people. Marge and I discussed my spending habbits two nights ago. She listened while I discussed my psych disease with a friend in NAMI. It is sure funny how some things get better over time and some things get worse. I think the mind is like one of those kid's magic eight balls, the ones that your turn over and over, hold up the little flat spot, and a new, and quit general fortune comes to the surface. Deeidre, I'm so sorry you are hurting, and I was indeed fortunate wheen my mother passed on as I found more freedom. I know that Marge is a kind of sub-in for Dorothy Hoffman Taylor Duckette, but Marge is more intellegent, and in some ways more determined. I know that Dorothy contended with a host of depressions and insecurities, and I know that Dorothy had a lot of insecurities. Her biggest problem was in being born too early, not being able to fight the system that made a slave of a women. I think that part of my illness came from me being her "little man," and part came from my dad abandoning me at age 7, and part came from the LSD and other drugs and alcohol I took into a vulnerable system, and maybe even part comes from the fact that my brain produces way too much dopamine. Marge says she's going to pay off two of the credit cards. I'll pay off the third one, the biggest one with the best interest. So my friend, I've been helped into acceptance, and I don't fight schizoaffective disorder, or alcoholism, or even arthritis, by the way, I'm wearing my tens unit tonight for the first time in months. And you gotta know it, you are a good friend, too. I'm grateful to have discovered facebook, and I hope they don't start charging for the service. Chuckie
Chuck Taylor here. I really don't have anyone I want to hide from at this point. I'm pretty open with most people, and I've even been told that I'm too open with most people. Marge and I discussed my spending habbits two nights ago. She listened while I discussed my psych disease with a friend in NAMI. It is sure funny how some things get better over time and some things get worse. I think the mind is like one of those kid's magic eight balls, the ones that your turn over and over, hold up the little flat spot, and a new, and quit general fortune comes to the surface. Deeidre, I'm so sorry you are hurting, and I was indeed fortunate wheen my mother passed on as I found more freedom. I know that Marge is a kind of sub-in for Dorothy Hoffman Taylor Duckette, but Marge is more intellegent, and in some ways more determined. I know that Dorothy contended with a host of depressions and insecurities, and I know that Dorothy had a lot of insecurities. Her biggest problem was in being born too early, not being able to fight the system that made a slave of a women. I think that part of my illness came from me being her "little man," and part came from my dad abandoning me at age 7, and part came from the LSD and other drugs and alcohol I took into a vulnerable system, and maybe even part comes from the fact that my brain produces way too much dopamine. Marge says she's going to pay off two of the credit cards. I'll pay off the third one, the biggest one with the best interest. So my friend, I've been helped into acceptance, and I don't fight schizoaffective disorder, or alcoholism, or even arthritis, by the way, I'm wearing my tens unit tonight for the first time in months. And you gotta know it, you are a good friend, too. I'm grateful to have discovered facebook, and I hope they don't start charging for the service. Chuckie
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