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Speaking The Truth After Losing my Mind
A Crazy Person Publishing Online Gets Medicated
My relationship with sanity has always been precarious. I come from a long line of insomniacs slowly driven mad by a lack of sleep. Crazy is in my genes.
The difference between me and a crazy person is I possess the insight to know when I’m losing my mind. Most people believe their reality. Dropping acid as a teenager showed me that reality might not be real.
For instance, if I’m hearing voices and it’s just me in the room, I accept that I might be experiencing psychosis. I’m not going to waste my time looking for hidden speakers or claiming the government put an implant in my brain like I’ve heard crazy people claim.
No need to piece together stories involving mind control, gang stalking and diving into MK Ultra conspiracy theories. It’s just a psychotic break. It may feel real but it’s only your reality.
I’m not saying secret government agencies using mind control on citizens is impossible. Anything is possible. But not everything is probable.
An advanced persistent threat to my mental health
I was the target of a hacker group. They installed something on my computer. It didn’t seem to be doing anything…
