Book in process. Meds? No thanks. That was Granny. Bc of her elusive concept I experienced years of bewilderment. To curb my anger she put me on guilt trips. I had so much animosity. Granny asked during a temper tantrum how I had so many friends sleeping at the hospital. Duh, I didn’t have a tbi in school! She thought guilt trips, billions, would fix my anger. She smoked 3 packs cigarettes a day as if that wasn’t her meds. I told Dr I want to smoke. Granny oft pointed out how no friends came by for me like high school. So? They never saw each other either. Needing meds I was EXTREMELY temperamental. That made me look bad, but the pills felt like they were eating stored up anger. With the pills I stopped flying off the handle. Granny thought meds were stupid when all she had to do was keep me on a guilt trip. It was a stupid notion & it DID NOT work. She told everybody about my outbursts! But Granny always thought she knew better! My destiny's been influenced by my experiences, as is everybody's destiny. I’ll end up somewhere different than most others. As a matter fact, I’m in a different place than most people. At the time, the coronovirus has begun a pandemic. Please pray about that. https://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=2918248137191750990#allposts Click BLOGGER in the top left

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