The Painting Lady…

This is what the kids painted yesterday. My painting instructor gives painting classes for kids on Saturday.  She always has a big showing every weekend. I would have loved this as a child. Us adults painted the same thing Thursday night. I am kind of in the mood for the Holidays. Are you? All the Christmas decorations are up around town. Life Stops for Some of Us and Not for Others… “Quit whining Andrew!” I keep telling myself. “It’s mental illness at work!”  Dad called me this afternoon and said we weren’t having fried chicken tonight. My brother and family were coming home. Well, that made me feel shitty and crappy as if I was just forgotten about. I went and bought a lot of expensive stuff to have breakfast for supper.  The only thing I forgot was grits and strawberry preserves. I was going over the top when I bought expensive rechargeable batteries and a charger for my camera. I was just hungry and angry, ya know? And they are not going to know what I need unless I tell them.   Paranoia… My parents aren’t answering their phones late today and it has me paranoid as if they are specifically avoiding me. It drives me to the point of total craziness as if they are shying away from any contact with me today. ”Don’t answer the phone. It is the pest.” “He just needs something!!!” “Doesn’t he realize he is 40 years old and must take care of himself?” These are all things going round my mind tonight. Madness exemplified b...

Source: The 4th Avenue Blues - November 24, 2013 Category: Mental Illness Authors: Andrew Quixote Source Type: blogs