Hell Is For Children

I was just reading something on Psych Central about another bipolar person who was diagnosed comparatively late in life, and being in something of a contemplative mood today, it occurred to me to wonder what her childhood was like. What little I remember of my own was blissful until I was five, at which time my sisterContinue reading “Hell Is For Children”


Ever have one of those days which makes you question whether or not you can actually rely on your own impressions? Well, imagine EVERY day being like that, and you’ve got an idea of what millions of mentally ill people live with. It’s as if the world is full of passive-aggressiveness, which is a mind-fuck of epic proportions that can drive us toContinue reading “Crazymaking”