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MANIC Manic Shout-Out To mySELF - RE Fleeting Glimpses

Welcome (back?) to:
Zen Rage Management
FORMERLY
Ruminative Recoil 101
WARNING: For this one, at least, you may require more than 1-2 active brain cells - and not in the “one’s lost and the other’s out looking for it!” common-SENSE - ‘n’ the likes. NO MORE WARNINGS.
Okay, deep breaths. Here comes my [slightly refined […]

DANCE OF J-J-JOY! (First NA Meeting…Check!)

I FINALLY went to my FIRST NA MEETING and…


IT WAS FREAKING FANTASTIC
‘Dr. Emm’, my DRUG counsellor, WAS SO RIGHT. Heheheh.
SO MANY amazing people there, and the ‘religious’ ‘issue’ WASN’T AN ‘ISSUE’ AT ALL *gasps!*
I know… I’m a stubborn brute when it comes to … A LOT OF TOO TOO MANY things! Heheh […]

The height of frustration.

Adoring and being humbled by ‘people in general’ (”PIG”) and loathing PIG in the same instant. Same looong instant. So not really an instant at all. But fuck it. My brain’s not working right now anyway.

From whence we came…tattered and torn, but nary forlorn!

I found the first ‘meaningful’ livejournal post. Just before the move out west. When the heck was that? I’m too young to forget so much. Right? Bah, age doesn’t necessarily have anything to do with it. All those prescribed anti-this, anti-that may have given my poor brain a run for […]

Losing it on my own terms (stubborn brute)

control…
controlling my own perverted sense of ‘losing control’.
changing sides to avoid, not sleeping/not sleeping accompanied or in bed. or are these just prime examples of the… hindsight-bias(?) logic fallacy?
control, and either relinquishing it completely or exercising it hyperviligantly. cycling between the two at this pace is murderous to the senses.
among other things. […]