Finally someone in the media calls out the mental health system for what it is, and what it is not. Thank you John Oliver.
Hi. It’s been a while. Hibernation is over and the words are beginning to wake up again. I didn’t mean to just drop off the face of the Earth (at least for some of you), but I am back. I am still in Maine and, despite some of your concerns, I did not disappear into the woods and become a crazed axe murderer – although I am in the woods, I did go a bit crazy, and I do have an axe. For my loved ones, overdue letters and gifts will be webbing their way across the country, landing soon at a door near you. For the rest of you I invite you to come back, hang out, and explore what it means to be a person again (you’ll see what I mean). It may not be helpful or tidy, but it might be fun.
With that, I’ll leave you with a scripture from the shower (I keep bath crayons around so I can write on the walls):
If you have no intention
of allowing me to see
then I’m gone.
It is a huge waste of time
hanging out with someone
you will never
Cowards are boring, fruitless company.
This summer, whenever I told someone that I was living out of my van I usually needed to quickly pitch in that it was on purpose in order for their eyebrows to relax. It was not a sad story of me ending up homeless and living in a car (that was so high school), but rather I became a first-time homeowner by converting an old cargo van into a functional living space. With the help of a couple of dear friends – along with their nephew and neighbors even pitching in an occassional hand – I was able to convert something cold and rusty into a cozy environment fit for a pug. These photos are solely of the van’s transformation but pictures from the places where it took us will be coming soon. Also, it is worth mentioning to the people who know me that I only had to go to the ER once due to injury (did you know your eyeball can get blistered from acid and it won’t affect your vision?). Chicka, chicka, chickabee.
This is an excerpt from one of my favorite movies “World’s Greatest Dad”, a film about a writer whose son dies and he makes it look like a suicide. If you have been following the developments surrounding Robin’s suicide and have seen the movie, there are many chilling coincidences that weigh heavy on the heart. The 3:00 mark in the video makes me weep. This is one of his best roles and I can not recommend the movie enough.