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“Certainly it constitutes bad news when the people who agree with you are buggier than bat shit.”
by Phil K. Dick

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Beach at Heisler Park


Even with a beard I have to shave

Tall Palms at Heisler Park

Heisler Park Beach

Loitering with the Horses

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Archive for 'OCD'

Whines of 2012 — Updated 12/17/2012

UPDATED: 9 September 2012 Let me count the ways the events of the past few months have screwed me. Note that there may will be additions as the weeks pass…so keep checking this article. It will be a mega-whine! First, my mother dies of a glioblastoma — brain cancer — the same disease that killed […]

Relentless Self-Examination & the Loss of Genuineness

When they happen, I am a slave not to society, but to an odd sense of self.

The Urge to Pick the Skin

The urge to pick the skin off my fingers overwhelmed me a couple of weeks ago. The two spots I prefer had lost their scars, but these are back now. I had gnawed through the skin to the muscle on the left index finger1 after I had my tooth pulled and renewed the blemish on […]


Sometimes I can observe my compulsive peculiarities. Let me preface this by telling you about a cat that I used to have as a companion. Ambrose liked to jump in the tub while there was still an inch or two of water in it. He would stroll from end to end, lifting a paw at […]


Obsession is a conversation with a ghost.

Razor Blades

They are out of the house and I am safe now.

Self-Injury Awareness Day

If you suffer from borderline disorder, schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, anxiety, or depression, you may do this. Why?

The Pleasure and the Pressure

Most outsiders — including my bipolar friends who don’t share the compulsion — don’t get what makes me do it

Hidden but Not Silent

I don’t know if I forget and then blurt or if I blurt and in mid-blurt forget.

The Willful Delusion of a Cannibal

Stevenson’s rationale for eating his fellow human is profoundly influenced by American middle and upper class renegades who are not, I think, mentally ill, merely willfully delusional.

What Would Talk Radio Do Without Us Mentally Ill?


Of Crumbs and Dandruff

I pick at my navel, the bridge of my nose, my chin, and my toes.