IN A PADDED ROOM in Alberta
What in the World is This Blog About?
Are you sick and tired of being sick and tired? Well, you have come to the right place. Have some laughs, watch some original video, and read some poetry.
I was dropped on my head as a child. My sister and I were playing tug of war between our cribs and she pulled me out. I guess you could say I lost a tug of war game at 4 years old which may or may not have altered my entire life course.
I've lived in various padded rooms with 4 walls. Sometimes there were no windows at all. When I don't take my sleeping pills, a white background is scary because I can clearly see outlines of the Seven Dwarves working industrially.
I became sick at 16 with some viral thingy (like pneumonia or mono) and started having seizures. Since then, my unrelenting research, trips to specialists and my Bachelor of Science in Nursing Degree have not helped. In fact, I might have been in another dimension when I went to school. I may have blocked the whole thing out, but bits and pieces come back to me. Like helicobactor pylori. Sort of a badass microorganism.
I have no pets, a year-round Christmas tree, and haven't managed to keep any plant alive. I am not married and have no kids. I do, however, have a very large life sized bear called Kelto who has been my constant companion for over 15 years.
I am a uniquely disorganized angry person who has not learned to adult. I wish to connect with other like-minded people so we can have a group hug and never grow up.
And yes that's a picture of me at 5 years old, holding up a live mouse I waited patiently for 3 hours to catch.
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