Sounds to me like she was trying to tell you something.

Actually yes, if you run the instance.

I almost amputated the tip of my thumb the other day trying to open one of those goddamn clamshells and I was just using scissors. Fuck whoever invented them.

Death by snu snu? Not really how I wanted to go – unless it kills both of us.

Dozens of clinicians. Counselors, therapists, social workers, psychologists, psychiatrists, etc. 25 years of ineffective treatment. If it turns out I’m right then I’m closer than ever to understanding why I’m still so depressed after all that work. Either that, or I’ve finally lost my mind. Mental illness is fun!

I have an appointment tomorrow with a clinical psychologist to find out if the dozens of other clinicians I’ve worked with for decades missed an entire personality disorder which I had to figure out on my own that I probably have.