Christmas 1998…….

My Mental Fuckery Blog:

It’s amazing how you look back on things and try so fuck’n hard to recall shit, whether bad or good………obviously you want to recall the good shit though.  My father passed away 6 years ago this month.  Within the first year that he had crossed over to the unknown side, some people call it “heaven” some call it a spiritual entity………anyway, a family member had told me that she found a video of us with dad at Christmas.  I told her PLEASE send me a copy as soon as you can.  Just to see him in the physical form he was in and to hear his voice.  Something that seemed so simple, but ended up being a ridiculous expenditure of time before I finally got a copy, 6 years after his death.  There are a lot of things I will cover, over time, about that time of his death and all the bullshit things that went down.  Yep, I may piss certain family members off (which I will keep their names private, unless I have permission to use those names.  A couple weeks back, I was in an extreme hypo polar mode……..meaning my depression and anxiety were at their worst.  I got snippy on fuck’n FB.  I am and was my fathers ONLY biological child, but never thought of it like that with my sisters who were raised by him from a very young age.  But I stooped to a hurtful level and made it clear on FB that he was MY BIOLOGICAL FATHER and never mentioned how strong he was to raise 2 other girls.  Two other girls that are my half sisters.  He is just as much a father to them as he is and was to me.  A number of fuck’n things brought that ugliness out of me (I will get into that in another blog). 

I finally, just after 6 years of the passing of my dad, got to see him, hear his voice, hear his laughter…….and the emotions that filled me consumed my whole heart.  Well your heart is just a fuck’n organ that pumps through muscular contractions to keep us alive.  So the emotions are things that are brought on by memories in our brains.  Kind of like a fuck’n whacked out filing system you have to occasionally dig through to get to a memory.  These days I have a hard time getting myself there. 

Depression lies, and I hope my sister can some day forgive me for what I put on FB.  I did delete it the next day, but still…………it was out there. 

I’ve been handling the psych meds a lot better.  Not saying my teacups have disappeared, but I think I’m slowly handling them in a better way.  I’m still full of anxiety, no damn cure for that shit.  I don’t care how much Klonopin or Xanax your on, that shit just decides to hit you out of the blue like a bumper car.  You know……….those fuck’n stupid ass bumper cars they have at the fair.  I can think of better and more fun ways to get my frustrations out to ease my anxiety (besides the meds)……….like getting into one of those ridiculous Sumo wrestling costumes and just start bangin off the other person and trying to somehow knock that bitch down and pin their ass down on the matt.  Now that would be fuck’n funny and just plain stupid, but hey, you only live this twisted life once.

I got a membership at LA Fitness and have a trainer I will be working with every Monday, then Wednesday and Friday I have to follow their work out instructions through some book they gave me.  It’s been going great so far, considering I just started a week ago.  I love the  fact they have a heated pool.  I’m a fuck’n dolphin in my past life (if there is such a thing).  I absolutely love being in the water, swimming, snorkeling, free diving……….it’s amazing!!!

Me and James have started to eat more healthy.  We are knocking out beef from our diet and substituting it with turkey…….turkey sausage, ground turkey, turkey bacon, etc.. Trust me, I’m still gonna have a fuck’n piece of cow done medium rare, but just cutting down on all the other shit that has been filling our bodies with unknown toxins.  You know before I started Laser Hair Removal, I bet them fuck’n toxins were putting hair in places that it shouldn’t fuck’n be in on a girl………..I mean WTF!!!!  I won’t continue that asshat of a story, but I do recommend getting Laser Hair Removal………..its totally awesome!!!!!!  Yea it’s like getting zapped by mini fuck’n lightning bolts…….but suck it up wimps, you’ll love the fuck’n results.

Well that’s it for now.

Oh wait……….I’m getting a new tattoo!!!! I’ll  post it once it’s done……….no fuck’n telling when that will be, but you’ll love it!!

Depression fuck’n lies and hurts others……….I’m bipolar and I am not alone…………WE ARE NOT ALONE!

Toodles ((peace sign))

2 thoughts on “Christmas 1998…….”

  1. Swimming that sounds fun, My wife taught me how to Snorkel but I still need to learn more about breathing. Your getting a tattoo wow where? I need some tattoo therapy also. Great that you have a hubby that will be by you through your ups and downs. He must be a some kinda guy…

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