My therapist and Pdoc have made it their life mission to get me to interact. They signed me up for a program solely for bipolar and shizia however you spell it people. The only thing is that many many many people think that and the program for the mentally challenged are the same. In a way I guess they are, both groups brains are fucked. I have went a few times. I even participated in mentally ill-retarded day at the bowling alley. I think I like that better than playing with normal people. You have to try really hard to look dumb when playing with these types of comrades. I mean my 32 was not even the lowest score!
No one was amused when I pointed out that such outings only polarized us. I mean really, who outside of therapist and drs wants to associate with people who ride the short van Labeled with the name of the local loony bin? I wanted to get a pic of me standing in front of said van and put it on face book and caption; this is what has become of yours truly.With a Thorazine induced smile.



Pretty scary- No?



Yes, a woman who had a ph.d program handed to her on a gold platter is now in southeast KY riding the short bus to field trips all over south eastern KY.

My, the places life takes us.