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I have gone through hell. Inpatient, outpatient, tube fed, force fed, medicated, certified sick, chronic disordered. Psychiatry is my second home. I am depending on death to get through life. This is not about beauty. This is about body language when every other language failed. Et je souffre, je me fais.

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Potentially narcissistic, positively optimistic ramblings of one of the perpetually lost with a bent for the slightly dramatic. stir in a dash of Mary Poppins, fold in some Pollyanna, add a pinch of Frauleine Maria and serve on a bed of self deprecation and not taking oneself too seriously. Thursday, May 20, 2010. For whom the phone rings. So what to do now? That, dear non readers will be revealed in future installments. and oh look, here comes the sun. Sunday, March 14, 2010.