This will be my deepest, dark thoughts, yes, things so black that I get nightmares or could be locked up for just thinking of them. The things that would make you say that woman is seriously under medicated. The kind of shit that I would be locked up for, not in prison mind you, but in a nice grey padded cell with my own stylish white jacket that ties in the back.
I'm not short on my meds. I take them everyday. I'm just getting tired of the bullshit that I have to fork out to family and close friends. This will have my secret rants on family issues, stupid things I run across during my day. Stuff I can't put in my fun blog. I will not be posting anything about other bloggers. Y'all are my best friends. This is my form of therapy. It is for my own purpose. To keep me sane now and then when I need to get the hate out before it eats me alive.