Death is an uncomfortable subject.

We’re only on this planet once. That frightens me more than anything else in this world.

I like sleep because my life tends to fall apart when I’m awake.

I wish I could have the mindset of some doctors. Death doesn’t bother them. Many doctors are sociopaths and psychopaths. They have to be. They can’t get too emotionally attached to people, they’ve got a job to do, but they’re intelligent. I went out to dinner with a really nice doctor once. I really liked him but I turned him down. I was too afraid to get hurt again at the time. I couldn’t do it. He could have saved me. He had ADHD. He felt we connected. So did I. Do you fancy coming to Scotland and fixing me physically? I’ll do the mental work. We’ll be a team. Combine science with creativity, find solutions to mental health problems and physical problems. Sounds good to me. I just can’t fall in love hence I’ve had to choose emotionally unavailable men since 2018, so if I get feelings for someone I’ll be running away. That’s me. 😂🙋‍♀️


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