In the past few weeks assorted difficulties confounded my life. I had to drive to Chicago, Illinois for yet another miserable hearing in my late father's loss of leg due to nursing home neglect lawsuit, and this time I kept falling asleep at the wheel on the return drive home, to the point where I had to stim by shrugging my shoulders repetitively or tapping my forehead to stay awake. Soon afterwards I had the mumps or some other disease (brought into the courtrooms at the Richard J. Daley Center by its unvaccinated international clientele?) that swelled up my throat and cheeks until I feared for my life, an illness made all the more frightening by bloody ejecta from my nose and southern most plumbing. This near death experience freed up a block of some sort and I was able to write one of the most difficult but not the most difficult episodes of my life that I will post on this website, that of the marriage fraud that was perpetrated upon me. I have been sleeping around the clock since then, with only brief forays into my life to bathe, launder my clothing, and feed myself.
And I recovered to live on. I attribute my resilience in part to good mental hygiene*, good diet and exercise for my animal body, and the grace of God/dess and Goodness upon my life force.
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* "Mental hygiene: ...the science of maintaining mental health and preventing the development of psychosis, neurosis, or other mental disorders. Since the founding of the United Nations the concepts of mental health and hygiene have achieved international acceptance."
Caption: Yellow Apple, Large Avocado, And Small Pink Grapefruit
by Annmarie Throckmorton 2019