Blaming each other’s countries does not help the situation, and the fact that the dysfunctional American health care system will go down in flames, being replaced by something way better. The people need reassurance during this time of immense crisis, only because we are freaking out. They need help dealing with the magnitude of this outbreak that nobody had anticipated. It is the biggest crisis in American history since the original Spanish flu outbreak in 1918. We as a species are caught in a moment where we cannot drive our cars to work right now. The planet is purging itself of excess people but the plague came from China due to the irresponsibility of one researcher who let out the monkey and the bat that had been used for research.
Medication helps fix your brain, plain and simple. It is the nature of the beast. It is the only cure for the mental illness beast at this time. I’m grateful medication keeps me positive, and I don’t need ECT for severe depression. It happens to others like Carrie Fisher, who needed that kind of treatment on a regular basis. Let mentally ill people have their feelings. We all need to start expressing our true feelings on a regular basis as in the 1990s-that was not allowed. But anyway, feelings matter, feelings are necessary to maintain, confront, and comfort. Don’t hide them, quit running from them. I want to from a support system for myself, with those who understand me. I have many business ideas I need to start putting together, and it is only because of my medication that I make sense.
Mental illness runs in families because it is genetic in origin. At least I don’t have autism because I strongly suspect that runs in my family but I tested negative for that when I got psychological testing. So yes, the Force is strong in some people. I know schizoaffective, alcoholism and OCD runs in my family. However, nobody takes medication, although I have seen worse in other people’s families. I’m trying to keep my head above water and stay mentally well, while having to get upset at a relative. With coronavirus loose, I’m not leaving the house, period. I’m hiding out until this is all over, and believe me; I’m good at doing that.
My business plans are getting to being finished. I’m close. I’m actually able to say that I’ve made progress on the list. The 2020 list eventually needs to be started after all. I’m trying to keep my head above water with the virus going around. This virus is going around. People are scared of it with good reason. But anyway, my business plans are coming along, I’m working on them right and left, I once again have had my ass kicked into having time to work on it. This is a spiritual thing, because it means no job doors are going to open but I can sell a business, or at least writing jobs will open, maybe.
It would be about renting your own printing press, so I need to hire a printer/publisher or whatever they are called. Yes, I want to start my own publishing company, something I’ve wanted to do since 2000. But I was in college, struggling with my mental health at the time, also not being allowed to get a diagnosis. So anyway, yes, part of our budget would be to have an office set up somewhere, for my Internet Based Publishing Company I want to call Wolf Moon, I need to set up informational interviews with literary agencies, about the feasibility of my plan, since I want to hire individual literary agents with disabilities. We want a network of literary agents in every state. I need to do business counseling for this idea since it might work. I cannot do business counseling for the Shadow Network until the 4th, because I want to make sure I have the document signed that they are not representing me.
Don’t be an idiot, shelter in place is designed to stop the spread of Covid-19. The spread of coronavirus is actually happening, and I may have to go get my prescriptions by myself. Come to think of it, I also need lactose free milk and juice. I want to take my journalist’s eye to the store anyway. This pandemic could have been prevented. I’m taking a break from the news for about two days because I need not freak out. Everybody’s terrified except Florida beach goers, and thank you to their governor to shut that down. I’m trying to make sure I stay together, and keep it together, only because I’m pretty much in a weakened state from Mr. Hernia, a knee injury, and I managed to shake off the pimples with natural remedies like sage and oregano in chicken bullion. I’m trying to survive here, and the stimulus check will be most welcome.
If we are still around as a planet, I want to run for President forty years from now. This is my future plan. Not right now, because meteoric rise to anything is really bad for me as I found out when I worked for Cutco, which is an American kitchen knife company that sends their workers out to people’s homes where they sell their wares. I won a huge contest as they grouped people into certain categories based on what they had in common. I saw I was deliberately placed in a group where there were people with disabilities, or people who weren’t thought of as capable. I came up with this conclusion easily based on observation. I’m a very observant person, comes with the territory of being a writer and a private investigator, eventually. So anyway, yes, I’m trying to keep my head together.
I think it will eventually get better. Not right now, but down the line, it may get better. It is simply a virus that got out. I’m trying my best to survive my anxiety. I’m not even sure if this is a planned event or something that got away from people in charge. I’m trying to keep myself from getting nervous, and turning into a wreck. Yes, air travel is at a halt, yes, borders are shut. I have a weak knee that I’m trying to get stronger with as I try to keep it together. I’m grateful I’m not stuck in quarantine with a roommate who is trying to drag me out of the house. Martial law is a grim reality we may all have to face.
Find me a private investigator in San Jose who needs an assistant, I’m willing to be one for free as a kind of internship. For now, with the pandemic, I’m going to have to stay home a lot so I can do Internet research. Then when things get better, and I deal with certain health problems I have, I’d like to be able to help them with random things. I’m doing my best to keep my head together during this situation. I’m actually doing okay today with my fears. It isn’t so bad. I’m fine, and I’m doing fine. I’m trying not to get too paranoid. I’m working on that.
Movies like Stephen King’s “The Stand,” taught us how to deal with this pandemic. The world is not going to end over this pandemic though, despite how wild it is to have this situation going around. It got out from a lab, the guy responsible is jailed in China somewhere. Disease movies are all about preparation for an event, dealing with the event, and the aftermath of this sickness regarding the survivors. I’m so paranoid right now as it is, that I’m not watching scary anything, period. I’m trying to stay away from anything too intense. I’m trying to make sure I do not get sick with anything right now, period. I had going out paranoia under control, for years, until this outbreak. I was fine, going anywhere, and now I’m paranoid again. The entire global standstill is bizarre, but I’m trying to hold myself together to make sure I’m not going to scare my neighbors with my fear.
iriavp 