Hi there my dear followers, it is time for the review of my day at the madhouse! Multiple days actually, because it has been quite some time since the last time I did a review. A lot has happened. To begin with the good news: my tests have finally started, so in three weeks I should hear the doctor’s final judgement on my mental state. Testing is one tough cookie though… Starting at 9 am, ending at 6 pm, only one hour lunch break. It’s a battle of exhaustion, slaying with my pen through hoards of stupid questions. Because I love sharing a joke, I will give you the literal (I mention it so you won’t think I’m fooling you) text of some of the questions, to be answered with AGREE or DISAGREE. Be amazed…
- You are being possessed by evil spirits on a regular basis.
- Actually, you are just way more important than most other people.
- In the past, people have multiple times tried to stab you in the back. (metaphorical)
- You feel strongly attracted to other people’s personal possessions.
To speak about euphemisms. And understatements. And just plain silly questions. I have filled in more than 1000 of these, and I’m only in my third day of testing. 3 more weeks of this to go!
Then, something bizarre happened to me yesterday. I have a gap of four hours in my memory. I remember only walking to the kitchen to get my plate at 12:00, feeling very derealized, and then there’s nothing, until I wake up in my bed at 16:00. I have had derealization before, but never with such loss of memory. Also, I wasn’t unconscious or anything during that time, although very absent-minded, and falling sleep all the time. (At least, that’s what I heard later on.) Anyone having had similar experiences?
Then, I also have a stalker. A STALKER. Yes, my dear followers, in my slightly split personality my cute side has been too flirty, my cynical side too funny, my sadist side too sexy… And the result is that I have a stalker. I considered him an interesting experiment of mine, but now he’s annoying the hell outta me… Good Advice From The Psychotic Mind: when in a madhouse, NEVER EVER, start an affectionate relationship -no matter what kind- with a fellow patient. I am a fucking nutcase and even that doesn’t chase this type away…
Anyway, so far things have been going in the Madhouse! I wish you all the best, have fun, do naughty things, eat cupcakes, and above all… celebrate insanity!