I’m not in the greatest of great moods. Obviously. Well that was one major goal of the shitshow right. Anyway. Mission Accomplished I guess?
So I’m down to 1 mg of lorazepam and soon it will be down to cold turkey level. I can say that it does not make things better. But my enormous guesstimate is that it will not take more than two more weeks, and then there will be just ‘normal’ ptsd left.
But at least I expect that the artificial (well my whole ptsd is articially created, but let’s leave that out for now), substance induced moodswings will be a thing of the past. Two more weeks. If the freaks leave me alone, that is. Why are you so obsessed with me, you folk didn’t fuck up enough yet?
Did I write down the bread stuff? I don’t think so, but who knows. I think I only said it out load. Anyway, it’s obvious that everyone knows, so yeah. In short: I think that ten/thirteen (depending on how you count) years later I’d rather not have understood what you freaks were ‘trying to say’.
Why even bother with that bullshit, seriously. The experiments were too interesting, right? I know that’s the real reason, don’t worry about it.
Your ‘maffia’ kind of joke is also quite hilarious btw, I mean you’ve been trying to push that thing through lol. Again:
No, I’m not afraid of you. You kindergarten kids crossed the line already almost twenty years ago isn’t it. Did you apologize?
No.
Then did you pay for selling me to a bunch of freaks?
No.
But I can’t take this even remotely seriously. This comes from medics and scientists, not from a bunch of moneyloving narcissistic imbeciles. They don’t like being bothered while doing their business. This is way too much even for professional narcissists.
So that’s not the point. It seems really important to you, so you know, die with it. And don’t forget to pay, because that’s how life works. You win some, you lose some. And this time you lost, although it’s a bit hard to recognize, isn’t it.
Go try do your business outside of the city walls so to say 😛
Good luck!
Yeah no one can take that seriously. But you tried, that’s admirable, right kindergarten kids?
Good kiddo. Good boy. Now go fetch!
And don’t get me wrong. I lost as well. We all lost. If you create an unwinnable game, at least make sure the ones who created it can’t win either, right?
That was the maximum I’ve been allowed to do in my life. But at least it got you some written garbage and a bunch of lofty experimental non-usable data.
And I guess that’s what I’ve been useful for this lifetime.
Right?
