A blog post inspired by cookies

   Hi everyone, how are you doing.  Today is Thursday. I have been writing some blog posts and trying to get through some spells of mental illness and seizures.  I think some of my recent problems were partially triggered by the heat wave in New York City. But I am okay and have air conditioning.  I have an idea for people without air conditioning, which was my situation for a few years and very difficult.  Something I did not think of then was to put my sleeping bag in the refrigerator for a while and then take it out to sleep on it in some way. I think that is a great idea that not many people have thought of. The other thing that helped me was freezing bottled cokes, like in the plastic bottles, and then drinking them while also using them as ice packs for your face.

   That is actually not all I have to say. Really I have a bunch of crazy religious stuff to say, and what triggered this episode was not just the heat but legal intimidation. The legal threats and monitoring problems have been happening to me for several years and scared me recently when a bad person came and sat right across from me at the YMCA and tilted his ear to indicate that he was listening to my muttering from disorganized schizophrenia and trauma.

    But I am doing okay and am going to try to eat some food and maybe take more medicine. But it is not fair for me to have to take extra medicine because people hurt me. That is simply not fair. They did it with Depakote, they tried it with Trileptal, and now they want me to have to take more Risperdal and be a disgruntled zombie. But the good people and God are not going to let them get away with it. That is why I am going to just keep living like normal and read some poetry and take care of my pet guinea pigs that know exactly what is going on.

 a theme song of my medicine:  bad wolves- zombie