Ho ho ho doesn’t mean prostitution
I’ve told everyone what I did and never went to jail for it, I even told the hospital who held me for questioning what I did and they let me go even though i was caught in adultry and I was held for anger outbursts
I’m innocent because you’re an adulterer Mom divorced you and now she’s riding your ship with a painful grin
I don’t want your weed I always have given you my whole stash the past 5 yrs which wasn’t much you wouldn’t touch it because you’re scared to, you never touched any of my gifts of coffee bud cigars etc.
I’m sober now thanks for teaching me nothing about life other than “Hellen Keller” “I put you in this world I can take you out of it” “Cut the s**t” “Women will only bring problems” “hysterical laughter”
Thanks for forcing medication and attempting to assassinate me with horse anesthesia when my Borderline personality disorder was at it’s worse that stemmed from a cold blooded murder that I blame you for not like I’m going to judge anyone at that point I never did I know you’re a jealous tranny porn addict but you’re married bro stop messing with my emotions
This could all be the devil’s work but you threatened me that night told me to stay off social media and smiled with red eyes
I never judged you I’m a grown man and I get the same old testament death testimony because you and Mom are uneducated wannabe swingers. Now post yours… If you dare
I don’t think I can pinpoint it to one reason. Me my dad and brother all have the same thing so it’s probably genetic. We all had the symptoms since forever.
My father was MI and so was his mom. I started smoking marijuana at the age of 17 and didn’t quit until I was about 48. I’ve always owned cats my whole life. I was physically, emotionally and sexually abused by my father throughout my childhood. I was physically, emotionally and sexually abused by my husband throughout my ten year marriage. My mother had eclampsia of pregnancy when she was pregnant with me and she almost died. I was born in February in the middle of a blizzard. I was under extreme stress in nursing school.
I’d say maybe there was some sketchines with my father and his mental state, but i don’t know for sure. I think he might’ve been somewhat on the spectrum.
I’d also say that being harrassed and picked on in school mercilessly as well as some embarrassing episodes may have exacerbated the trauma, but I don’t want to give those pukes the credit.
Genetics: my gran on my Dad’s side had schizophrenia and my Dad had depression. Childhood trauma may have had something to do with it, can remember being bullied and I got attacked on the street a couple of times which made me watch my back a bit too much and look at people differently, also remember being abused by an adult when I was a very young kid. Other stresses. And I smoked skunk most days from the age of seventeen to the age of twenty one when the psychosis hit. I think the weed was a big factor - it wasn’t one of the root causes but it kind of combined with the other factors and pushed me over the edge. Thanks to everyone posting here as I’ve often felt kind of alone with this stuff at times.
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