Hey everyone. I know I have been very quiet lately and for that I apologize. I have been on tnnhis forum for many years and consider it my go to site. It's part of my life and a major part.
As you know, my brother David passed away at the age of 45. I have not completely dealt with it. He didn't want a funeral and he made me promise to not be sad. He must know that is impossible.
When I was five years old, I began doing some weird things. I couldn't walk between two objects that were similar because I believed if I did I would go into a parallel universe. In fact when I was 5, I was outside playing and I walked between two clothes line poles down the street. When I got back and had dinner, I was bugged and after that I had to go back and go through the polls the opposite way.
I actually thought I was schizophrenic. However, that immediately disqualified me because schizophrenics don't believe they are. When I was 28, I was diagnosed as a severe obsessive compulsive. My GAF score was 28. I will put in a spoiler here to explain the score.
You would not have recognized me. I mean, I was still cute as fuck, but crazy like Howard Hughes.
So why am I telling you all this? Well it's because of my brother. I have, my entire life, lived in existential confusion. And this has been the weirdest thing for me. I know I have experienced death. My first boyfriend, Matthew, killed himself in a bathtub in a hotel and bloodied up the entire bathroom. It was hard. But I only knew Matthew for a year. I've known my brother for 43 years. He was always there.
It's weird, but I was watching Rick and Morty and the first thought was "David loved this but he will never know how it ended. I mean, closing your eyes to sleep and never waking up... I am having a real issue dealing with it. Plus my brother did not have a funeral, he was cremated and put into 8 urns. My mom is probably going to give us the urns on Christmas. But it is weird. Neither me nor my sister have not yet wrapped our head around it.
So I just needed to get that out. You've probably noticed I missed chats and things but I am going to be here for TLC. I know this forum has been quiet lately. I really do not want it to die and I'm going to work hard to see if we can save it. It's like home to me. This is the best forum I've ever been on.
Yeah, I am having a hard time still. An existential crisis. I am a mix between Christianity and Hinduism. But I'm also a skeptic and scientist. Science so far has only showed us oblivion. And it's weird thinking my brother doesn't exist anymore. I wonder if he is somewhere out there.
Almost every night, I feel someone stepping on my bed. I pull my head out and I was alone. I like to think he stepped on it. I dunno.
But this is sort of a mangled rant, which I apologize for. But you're my friends and I do feel like I've neglected this place and I don't want to do that. I will see you at TLC and Raw and Smackdown. Much love to a great group of people. Even the people I sometimes feud with, you're part of the world and I like you all around.
As you know, my brother David passed away at the age of 45. I have not completely dealt with it. He didn't want a funeral and he made me promise to not be sad. He must know that is impossible.
When I was five years old, I began doing some weird things. I couldn't walk between two objects that were similar because I believed if I did I would go into a parallel universe. In fact when I was 5, I was outside playing and I walked between two clothes line poles down the street. When I got back and had dinner, I was bugged and after that I had to go back and go through the polls the opposite way.
I actually thought I was schizophrenic. However, that immediately disqualified me because schizophrenics don't believe they are. When I was 28, I was diagnosed as a severe obsessive compulsive. My GAF score was 28. I will put in a spoiler here to explain the score.
Let me put it this way, my GAF should have had me committed to a psych ward. I had to plead with my psychiatrist to not do that. I was terrified. Here is the explanation of my GAF:
21 – 30 Behavior is considerably influenced by delusions or hallucinations or serious impairment, in communication or judgment (e.g., sometimes incoherent, acts grossly inappropriately, suicidal preoccupation) or inability to function in almost all areas (e.g., stays in bed all day, no job, home, or friends)
21 – 30 Behavior is considerably influenced by delusions or hallucinations or serious impairment, in communication or judgment (e.g., sometimes incoherent, acts grossly inappropriately, suicidal preoccupation) or inability to function in almost all areas (e.g., stays in bed all day, no job, home, or friends)
You would not have recognized me. I mean, I was still cute as fuck, but crazy like Howard Hughes.
So why am I telling you all this? Well it's because of my brother. I have, my entire life, lived in existential confusion. And this has been the weirdest thing for me. I know I have experienced death. My first boyfriend, Matthew, killed himself in a bathtub in a hotel and bloodied up the entire bathroom. It was hard. But I only knew Matthew for a year. I've known my brother for 43 years. He was always there.
It's weird, but I was watching Rick and Morty and the first thought was "David loved this but he will never know how it ended. I mean, closing your eyes to sleep and never waking up... I am having a real issue dealing with it. Plus my brother did not have a funeral, he was cremated and put into 8 urns. My mom is probably going to give us the urns on Christmas. But it is weird. Neither me nor my sister have not yet wrapped our head around it.
So I just needed to get that out. You've probably noticed I missed chats and things but I am going to be here for TLC. I know this forum has been quiet lately. I really do not want it to die and I'm going to work hard to see if we can save it. It's like home to me. This is the best forum I've ever been on.
Yeah, I am having a hard time still. An existential crisis. I am a mix between Christianity and Hinduism. But I'm also a skeptic and scientist. Science so far has only showed us oblivion. And it's weird thinking my brother doesn't exist anymore. I wonder if he is somewhere out there.
Almost every night, I feel someone stepping on my bed. I pull my head out and I was alone. I like to think he stepped on it. I dunno.
But this is sort of a mangled rant, which I apologize for. But you're my friends and I do feel like I've neglected this place and I don't want to do that. I will see you at TLC and Raw and Smackdown. Much love to a great group of people. Even the people I sometimes feud with, you're part of the world and I like you all around.