The Stress of the Addition of Seven

I am experiencing heavy disociation this week. I was in such a deep state that a man at Chipotle asked me if I was okay. I gathered my stuff and came down to Starbucks to do a little pitter pat on the keys. I have severe doubts tunneling through my thought pattern. It is hard to speak. Nothing brilliant is coming from my brain today. I try anyway. My defenses are beginning to fall apart and I am knowing how bad each day really is. I have opened some new doors with my new counselor and with a trip for sushi at Seven. Kevin, I just let them know about Damon and his Crypt Script ability to write narc Rx's for Crypt gang members. He has been ejected from Eden and will soon know the hell that is my every day. Indiana is interested in his heiny. It is a system he will never escape. It is a whole new horrific realm and zone. I don't expect anyone to be grateful, but it keeps the status quo for now. If I call you I am saying BACK AWAY and giving you some intel to follow up on that day. If you have still NOT picked that up, you are probably not meant for greatness. Kenny, it was nice to see and talk to you last night. I will probably be down low for most of this month. Good luck with everything.