Sandstone

I have spoken to him privately several times, he stated things which are convincing to me having dealt with my own mental illness. Things that people who don't have an actual issue of some kind would not otherwise be able to describe in detail without prompting or leading. Not to mention I believe he has mentioned the specific medications he takes here several times, which I know for a fact are medications commonly used to treat bipolar disorder among other mental illnesses. Most people that do not have mental illnesses do not readily rattle off psych meds with accurate names, or the classifications that those drugs reside in.

Lol no... gross.

Phillies is actually lucky he's lucid enough to hold a conversation for extended periods of time, or not in jail. Many Bipolars are bad enough or have a complete lack of support to the point where they are either medicated into a routine stupor to compensate or end up in jail. You would not believe the number of poor guys that I have seen in the psychiatrist's office talking about how they are getting forced treatment because of prior arrests or because their families are going to kick them to curb cause they are too big of a risk or hassle to deal with. It's a shame too cause the ones most at risk that I've seen are poor young people, typically millennials. I got stopped by this woman who was an emotional wreck while I was making a follow-up appointment a few months ago. She was talking to me and was shocked that I could even attend school even on a part-time basis or that I had ever held employment for years before having a mental breakdown. She told me I was lucky and that she had been committed 5 times she was 19 (also a bipolar) she must have been at least 40s. I count myself really lucky in some ways that was able to get help for medical insurance that I otherwise couldn't have had access to, I would be in much worse position if I hadn't, like the living under a bridge type. At this point, I have made progress in treatment and have an opportunity to recover. Obviously, I don't know everything about Phillies' condition or particular circumstances, but it is entirely possible for someone with his clinical condition to be unable to work or even function normally for varying periods of time. I don't blame you though, because these types of things that reside in neurology are difficult to explain to others who do not have alot of direct experience in them, which is, unfortunately, the vast majority of people in today's world. I am not saying Phillies is totally faultless to his condition, but he's certainly faced with some rather extreme hardships. And I know first hand I would not wish such hardships on anyone.

Sounds like a keeper.... like that is prime female if they are not clingy. The only girlfriends I ever had were extremely crazy and clingy, it didn't help my view of romance with women very much.

I just found out about this, was in the last few months. After talking to some mutual friends about this particular guy, who I have always had feelings for since we were both kids. I am extremely tempted to try to get with him again, but I fear it could not happen at this point for many reasons. It's kind of like old wounds have been reopened for something I thought I was over a while ago... not to mention I thought he was certainly getting married soon to this girl. I don't know why my life is so neurotic and complicated sometimes and yet it seems like there is no reason for it to be because I am very stagnant in taking action to better myself and/or my relationships with others. Just needed to get that off my chest.

Oh my god I missed you so much. Never leave me again..... in case I lose my other computer peripherals.

Eat's clam chowder.

I've never had gator, you must be from Louisiana or Mississipi. I hear it is extremely tasty though, perhaps I will someday.

I never had fun... that is part of my problem. Or at least I think so, but I won't ever know at this point. Too much Jesus in my life at the point, and anxiety over living up to the expectations of everyone else.

OMG YOU ARE HERE. NOT QUEER BUT HERE. I'LL TAKE IT.

I want seafood now... maybe shrimp, and I will make homemade biscuits like a good southern son.

They were both cute, and we were all young and slutty. In the phase where all boys say they are straight but I knew for a fact that these two got high and fucked each other regularly.

Bro you are speaking my language right now.

Naraku just wants you to experience the joy of loose poops or something like that.

I'm a happy drunk, I don't think people would call me drunk as much as brutally honest and a bit of a comedian. Though I don't drink that often anymore, or at least not usually that heavy.

I have never smoked weed. Fun facts. Though the last time I was offered was at my friend's house, he lives in a trailer park smokes alot of weed, his whole family apparently smokes together even the grandma. I might have tried it once, but his uncle was there who had just gotten out of jail and I was nervous enough with just the environment. I grew up as such a sheltered good boy... ugh. Looking back at it, I probably could have slept with him and his cute cousin at the same time back then but I was too in denial to ever try something like that at that point in time. I miss being young. I think part of my problem was I was never stupid, so the whole young and stupid thing kind of passed me by...

I think that might have been aimed at me. Also, I think you would probably a very level-headed and calm individual to meet in person.

It also is the liquor that makes me feel the most slutty for some reason.

Tequila is the only liquor that gives me headaches the day after. I don't know why.

Is still a virgin.

I'd prefer vodka personally, I've never been much of a fan of tequila. Unless it's in a margarita since those are delicious and fancy.

I have to say you have a strong dedication to making me lose brain cells, it's kind of like having a seizure disorder that there is no medication for.

I typically imagine he is a very attractive black male. edit- was aimed at buddy.

And if life gives you hands, squeeze that lemon til the juice runs down your leg.

The name always makes me think of fancy drinks that perhaps are iridescent, or emit fog with dry ice effects.