Monday, August 17, 2015

History repeats itself....

So there was a little episode with my oldest boy this past weekend.



Honestly I didn't think this would happen, then again it always is the quiet ones that snap. I'm being vague about this as I don't know how to process it truthfully. It happened, he's okay, and we've all had a good talk. PIP PIP and all that.

Anyway..

I really didn't know how I managed to get through the weekend. Trying to get everyone to chill the fuck out and they are on the verge of losing it.... here I was too.

This is one of those surreal moments that I get from time to time... this feeling in my head.. that I can't think beyond what I know.

Yes it sounds crazy... but it feels like there is a fog there or a wall that is preventing me from knowing more.

or is it the moment before one loses all sanity?


I feel my skin trying to crawl away... away from all of this...

This is that situation where I don't know if the meds are blocking my emotions or what not. This is why I'm getting off of them to see and experience without the meds.






Now playing: Jimi Hendrix - Message To Love

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