The difficult issue with untangling abuse in America is that no one, particularly men, want to feel as they are the Victim let alone be recognized as such. There is a tendency for nastiness to be levied by outside parties separate from the see-saw affect of blame in more private relations. Of course Victims don’t…

I have, as the article attests, been so gaslighted I didn’t know anything anymore. Perhaps another attempt at “Gaslight her to Death”. But I sank into and became Oblivion. I was not shattered I was submerged up and down in an entire disconnect from reality and any sense of self. Anyone else would have killed…

If you think of each field of study or work as having a curve between speed and understanding, intelligence is how easy you find either or both. Are you a quick thinker? Thoughtful about your work? Or yes, both. True genius is in having both about multiple spheres of interest. So while there may be…

A sudden and very necessary release of the spine between the shoulder blades does indeed improve circulation. I suppose home grown physical Therapy is working. But I was not expecting the incredible head rush that followed finally getting my back into place. The circulation started with a swelling feeling in the arms and fingers –…

I’m gathering myself together. Sort of. I’m exhausted all the time and either can’t sleep, have severe nightmares, or sleep all day – with severe nightmares. I have things I’d like to do. But have a serious case of the blahs.

(An abstract more points out the interesting problem that one plans to pursue – keeping it in the realm of ideas – and not an in depth exploration, analysis, or presentation of a solution) Data exhaustion Too many data points make forming relevant information more difficult and thus knowledge of the subject never develops. They…

I had sat in my front lawn – all of it was real, or none of it. I was swirling in a world that made no sense and the truth was, some of it was. But not any parts made publicly available. So much of the torment, the theft, the threats of disfigurement, gaslighting, hacking…

Reliving a version of what happened in 2023 made me think I was in September. Any year would do. I called February October. Which helped me understand my current situation better. It makes sense the past is haunting me. And I have a shared reputation from a fucking bitch. “Snap back to reality.” It’s not…

Best sentence said to me (and it was actually facetious) “You’e problem is you’re trying to please everyone and I’m not happy about that. Good day sir, I said good day. Don’t mind me. “Please don’t kill yourself but you’re not allowed to cope” That’s the message. Fuck off.