Ok, so I was on qq one time, where I sounded so pitiful, a female person of some sorts showed a kumamon meme with the writing ‘boom’ painted in the background. It was purported that kumamon said ‘boom.’
So this is kumamon, a hit in Japan. But it is also funny in China too.
I guess I’m manic tonight, that’s why I overmedicate myself, to not make women uncomfortable.
I apologize to all the women I’ve asked out. I truly am a waste of energy and space.
TARDIS Time And Relative Dimensions In Space
I guess that would make me a ‘relative’ waste in ‘space.’
Once again, thank you to all my readers! You are all very much appreciated!
It’s been about 5 days since my last depot injection. I feel a little more self-controlled due to an increase in my medication.
I saw my psychiatrist today. I enjoy seeing him. Some psychiatrists have a nice bedside manner.
I enjoy seeing my doctor as well. He is the one that monitors my health and gives me my depot injection.
I arranged to see my psychiatrist every 6 months, to give my psychiatrist time to see clients who are in more desperate need of his services. I need to stay with my psychiatrist if in case I need to go into hospital because I became too overwhelmed with life.
Things that could cause me to seek a hospital admission include the death of a family member, an invasion of Australia by a foreign power, or suddenly there is not enough food being produced to feed the world, including my poor country, Australia.
I still pray for the world, that nothing too bad happens on a global scale.
We are going into winter in the southern hemisphere, which is the only good thing that I can think of right now. Otherwise, even on a high dose of anti-depressants, I still feel pretty depressed.
My life went down the plughole as soon as I was diagnosed with schizophrenia. Such is a tragedy for me. I have no future apart from medications. I would just commit suicide if it weren’t for my anti-depressants and anti-psychotics.
But nobody else cares. Not even my friends pay close attention much to me. I have to go on chat rooms, hoping to make a friend in the world.
I guess, God punishes each of us for our sins, to varying degrees, both in this life, and the next.
I think there are drug dealers in the street. I’m sort of glad they leave the houses alone. I’m not courageous enough to find out what they are doing. I just hide in here, and hope Jesus protects me.
I find doing 10 minutes of this exercise difficult. I can do 6 minutes of this kind of exercise before I get tired of standing in the one place for a couple of minutes. I enjoy doing very light exercise to some David and Diane Arkenstone music on YouTube.
I have done in the past 1 hour and 25 minutes of standing up light exercise within the past 2 years on a 3 shot cup of coffee, but that was a one-off. Due to my depression and my sedative side-effects of my medication, I can not do exercise for very long. I guess I do have motivation, but I do experience limited pain in my legs from making sure I don’t fall over. Guess it must be an anxiety condition.
I’m turning 32 on September 27th 2021, but I exercise like an old man. If I tried shadow boxing at moderate intensity, I could only do it for 30 seconds, perhaps less. I can’t compete with people who do regular exercise or young people who don’t take medication. God bless everybody fitter and stronger than me.