psych ward

they are trying to put me back on a psych ward.

I could have moments to live ie, a day or two.

for me, a psych ward is a death sentence. Counterproductive at best, more likely dangerous and ultimately fatal. That danger has been there for the longest time but I have kept my head above water in this regard so far.

ALIENS have h

ALIENS have helped me in the past and will help me again.

And now I also have Jesus.

everyone is turning a blind eye to this each for their own reasons.

my father’s excuse is that he wants to see me martyred for my religious beliefs.

others regard my Hopkins lawsuit as a painful nuisance and just want to see it go away. Others still want to attack me for my social activism. And then there are the many who would automatically take pot shots at any available target.

I lost my breasts over the body bag incident 2 1/2 years ago at Tower Behavioral Health in Reading. What was left of them is gone. I used to have spastic nipple erections. Now I have no nipple erections. Those nerves are shot. My fingertips have permanently lost sensation as I struggle back to strength and satiety.

the Lord can do anything He wants. I am confident that he will rescue me from this present woe. And heal me in ways I may not at first see.

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