Documenting my journey through the mental health system

I’m smarter than most of the people around me. Besides my mother, who is very intelligent. Besides Ceila, who is also very ghetto fabulous, as she would say. And besides a small handful of a couple other people from the various places I work. I am often surrounded by incompetence. I am frustrated to clean up their mess.

I don’t have an inflated sense of ego. I just know I am smarter than most people, and I am by far not the smartest.

I can see and sense a lot of things other people can’t. I can use this to my advantage. Sometimes it just gives me terrible feelings of doom.

Like an astronaut, I see the world fully, all at once. There are no gods, no ghosts, no unicorns, no goblins, fairies, angels or demons. Just humans, in all the actual reality of their monstrosity, caught up in the dumbest bullshit, like religions and profit-driven healthcare, and using culture and tradition as an excuse to hurt and kill. Atheism is best.

I just can’t stand everything. Everyone is doing everything wrong.