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Good Hustle – A For Effort – Participation Silver

Filter free. Be more honest. Say what you mean. Mean what you say. But do people really mean that? Do people really want to hear what we have to say? What is going on in our heads? Or do they … Continue reading

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Wing Whack

Last year when I lost my mind and went to the mental hospital and spiraled into a deep dark depression I decided a couple of different things. Well several things. Well a lot of things. But let me stay on … Continue reading

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Important

Once upon a time I sat down and I thought to myself, I am gonna be important. Super-dee-duper important. But that was the end of the thought. I didn’t really make a plan or anything. I had the thought and … Continue reading

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for now it is enough

Since being in the hospital, I’ve had several ups and downs, and I’m riding an up right now. Even today at work with a crappy long long day with lots and lots of unpleasant phone work happening, I just kept … Continue reading

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Birds fall from the roof of this building, and I keep hearing Mr. Mastadon Farm by Cake playing in my head.

There are so many different people now – I am overwhelmed, but I’m trying to keep all my information together, all my thoughts in order, all my ideas together. Something about the constant rotation of people is distressing and structure … Continue reading

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Someone has taped a dead ladybug to the forest painting in the group room. I can’t decide if that is a sweet gesture or horrible reality.

The day is another blur. The increase in my medication is making my brain a little slow, a little wobbly. I think it will be better, but I’m still unsure. Still nervous about going forward so fast and yet the … Continue reading

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There is a general understanding that life is better with your fucking phone.

Things feel largely out of proportion. Small things seem huge, and the really big issues feel much more easily put off so I can just concentrate on the small things. If I don’t have shoes I don’t have to think … Continue reading

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There is a squirrel in a tree looking up at me, the tastiest nut he could ever see.

There are faces and names and they swim in and out. I think descriptions at them to try and keep them separate in my head. So many have children. So many have hopes. So many have lives. We all have … Continue reading

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Our facility is located behind a Toys-R-Us. There is some kind of joke there, other than cosmic.

I keep thinking to myself that I’ve made the right decision. Right? This has to be the right decision. You have to make a good decision to get better. That is what they keep telling me. They they they they … Continue reading

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Let me preface…

Let me state a relatively obvious fact. I have a problem with depression. Sometimes this problem is very big. Sometimes this problem is small enough to be livable and I walk around just like a person with no problems at … Continue reading

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