Updates from the Couch: Day 21

No bullshit,

Today, there’s no talk about Trolls, or Closet Demons. Just raw truth. I’ve been removed from my job for over three weeks. They call it “working from home” but I don’t really feel like I’m getting much work done, and even worse, they don’t seem to give a shit. Here I sit, imagining all sorts of Trolls and Demons, and they’re up there, in the building…making a difference. I’m not sure what else to write, other than…it sucks ass. It sucks ass that I know I can make a difference, especially in the protection field, but because of a diagnosis, they pushed me out. That’s not only how I feel, it’s what’s really happening. It appears the stigma when it comes to depression and bipolar disorder is alive and well.

I’m considering writing a tell-all book, maybe title it, Football Bat, just to summarize how fucking stupid this organization really is. I dunno. I’ll think on it. Who knows what I’ll think tomorrow?

All I can say is that if you suffer from bipolar disorder, panic attacks, it’s not your fault – and it sure doesn’t mean you’re weak! You’re strong just for surviving so long.

Do what I do. Focus on your significant other, your babies. Where would they be if you folded your hand? Fuck that.

Anyway. Just a little note – as I don’t really feel like dreaming up something fantastical tonight. Think I’ll be on tomorrow.

Goodnight. God Bless.