" The dog howls at the moon,

The moon heeds it not,

Be like the moon"

(?)

Ahhh. What a life.

Do you know when I see a rainbow, everything honestly seems ok. It's like God is really saying it's all real.

It's mental health, my problem. I've denied it for awhile, conscientiously blaming my parents and my life experiences. Sure, contributed but it's just me now and I'm a BIG GIRL.

New meds makes a total of 3 different kinds a day. (I now feel the need to disclaim - I am not MENTAL, just anxious and depressed and a lil' bit out there, I still wash , I get the housework done and no, they're not coming for me)

Anyway, i've just come to the conclusion that if I had say, high blood pressure or... epilepsy or God forbid HIV then I would take my meds with acceptance. I would like to take these meds with acceptance. Just coz they're for my brain? hell, that's parta me too. I like to look at my brain as a computer. Uploads everything I look at,feel and do, plus the occasional virus and tries to compute with the info it's got : lucky i've got my soul, I think. Coz a lot of my brain's info is just plain off the wall, like I can see where its coming from but SHEESH, NOT A PLAN, BRAIN, NOT EVEN CLOSE. So I've gotta regulate it. Carefully, painstakingly and almost constantly. And yes this IS a product of some awful dramas that were downloaded before I had the right programs but where will I get holding on to that? Angry. And what do angry people do? Angry stuff.

Not I , said the cat.

I'm for PEACE. For me, for you, for all of us. Coz I am you and you are me.

God Bless Stevie Nicks and COUSINS - blood products of the tangled web.

And RIP TIZIYU THE LIZARD. You rocked my world, eating strawberries outta my hand when everyone thought you'd bite me. It was your time. May your daydreaming spirit live on with me.

I'm gonna post more. Let's be real. Being real means accepting that no-one reads it anyway and hell, I'm anonymous, so bring it on. Hopefully the ex's I occasionally talk to in my dreams are over checkin' where I'm at.