Hi all, in my last post, I wrote about how I was tackling a valium habit and I was feeling like shit and things were not going well. Well, I have ended up back in the hospital. When I was at home I was miserable, I was hitting myself a…

Hi all, Last time I talked about how I landed myself in the mental hospital again. But as I write this I am on the verge of tears. Last night I wept. I spent about 5 weeks in hospital and in those 5 weeks I think they have given me…

From hermit to semi-functioning human being — When I was 19 my biggest problem was how to afford cigarettes and beer. I would go to technical college during the day then go to the skatepark in the afternoon drink three long necks of beer and smoke an ungodly amount of cigarettes. It was a fun time. …

Hi all, in my last post, I talked about my new family member Izzy (aka little’un aka sissy). She is such a character. I am officially in l-o-v-e, love with her. Unfortunately, she is not much of a lap cat. She just won’t sit on your lap. She prefers to…

My second go around in the psych ward — This story starts with me getting fatter by the nanosecond. Breathing in was enough to make me put on weight. I was on a drug, Saphris, that was keeping my symptoms of schizophrenia completely under control. I felt great besides looking like a beached whale. The weight thing bothered me…

Growing up with a hustler, before everyone had a side hustle — My grandparents lived in government housing on a small estate in a run-down suburb of Sydney. They were both on the pension and had been since I was born. They were working-class their whole lives and could barely get by on the pension or the “rock n’ roll” as my…

Hi all, In my last post, I talked about the decision of whether to move to Queensland with my family or stay in Sydney alone. Well, I have decided to move to Queensland and be close to my family. The decision was weighing so heavily on me that it was…

Nice to meet you — am I red yet? — I was on a ship. There was no way out. The conversation moved towards blowjobs. A conversation I don’t partake in particularly often, but it doesn’t really bother me — except for when my mum is sitting right next to me. I could feel the heat start rush to my…

Hi all, In my last post, I talked about Tim Ferriss and his “dreamlines” and outlined my own dreamlines. I am sceptical that I will live my own dreamlines but it is fun to think about all the same. Anyway, this week I am at a crossroads. It is a…