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People who can't help themselves, because something has gone wrong inside their head, need YOUR UNDERSTANDING .  Please recognize ONE simple thing:  a CRAZY person needs help .  If you LOVE that person, HELP them, or just get out of the way.  They just can't think straight, because the world around them has gone mad.  Not them, everything else.  Some have had something very bad happen to them, or to someone they love. They are left with an EMOTIONAL PROBLEM .  If it's bad enough, a single traumatic event, especially if some old trauma was never resolved, can strike them DOWN .  Waaay Way DOWN.  Yes, that happened to ME. The result can be an EMOTIONAL EARTHQUAKE, with a human being unable to deal with the complex world outside, because s/he has lost contact with it.  Unable to deal with ANYthing, because nothing makes sense anymore, that person may withdraw into THEIR world, seeking comfort.  That means they can be "classified" as I NSANE .  Yes, at that point,

"LIFE is unfair," President John Kennedy once said.  Well, if you are unlucky, as many people seem to be, including your writer, that can be very true.  DEATH is way different.  It plays no favorites, and makes no exceptions; everyone born will leave whatever life they led.  Many billions of human beings have gone through this process, over time, each one an individual, different from everyone else.  But after the Grim Reaper leaves, it doesn't take long for some things to happen, others not. The manner of DEATH can precipitate some special attention toward the body of YOUR loved one.  A police investigation, coroner, autopsy.  If someone YOU LOVED was torn from your embrace by a criminal act of violence, the end of the funeral could be only the beginning of your sadness.  Some evil people escape Justice, and there is nothing you can do about it, right?  WRONG.  You could face the fact that his/her LIFE is OVER.  Then get someday soon, realize that YOUR LIFE is NO

My Seventh Day.  Not a "day to rest," I'm going to keep going, no matter what.  Especially THIS Topic. because CANCER is an evil thing that eventually terrorizes EVERYONE.  Not you?  OK, not YOU, not yet.  Well, how about someone you KNOW?  Someone you LOVE .  Someone who's very, very SICK.  Someone who is DYING.  Someone who DIED . Tough words, but not as frightening as the sad moment your physician reads the radiologist's report to YOU, or to the person sitting next to you.  They found "something."  Next step, they will cut you, and remove part of the CANCER .  It's called a biopsy. Might not be worth doing if the CANCER cells are going to kill you, because it is a very dangerous type of CANCER that usually cannot be treated successfully.  Or because it has METASTASIZED.  That's a big Doctor's word.  S/he knows what THAT means, and might use a simple phrase.  How about " We may be TOO LATE , because the CANCER has SPREAD .  We

Six days in a row, writing this Blog.  Learning about myself while writing to help others.  Writing about my brother, long gone, dead by his own hand, was the most difficult thing to write, ever.  If you have read my other posts, you know why. DIVORCE.   It’s what comes at the end of a Marriage.   So I’ll write about Marriage first, Divorce at the end.   I can’t write about YOUR marriage, so I’ll tell you about mine.   It felt good for a couple of years, then faded away.   I was still grieving the loss of my brother, and desperately needed someone to LOVE I married a woman, pushed at me by her parents, after I had sex for the very first time (with her).   Overwhelming.   And to top it off, I ignored what my alleged "mother" said about her.   Six weeks was all it took to make a very very big mistake. I thought I loved her, but she was selfish.   Such people take, they don't give.   And going from no "sex" to my very first time with another person was

Wow.   I put that question at the end of my List in my first post, on July 9, hoping that I would find the answer eventually.   But hoorah! I have finally figured out where I am as a PERSON.   There are many things that make up a PERSON, and contrary to what some may think, sex is only PART of what makes us who we are, including me.   Hey, that’s not simple; it’s complicated. At the outset, I must express my personal opinion.   Your mileage may vary, as the saying goes. [sigh] …. I just don't like the word "gay" applied to me, sorry.   I am an individual human being, and much more than a single letter in someone else’s acronym.   I would never be able to participate in some of the things some gay men like.   That’s no different than what I did during my life as a heterosexual.   Some things are just too weird for me. I prefer my privacy, because I own my body, and where I go, what I do, and with whom I do whatever has ALWAYS been a private thing, as a heteros

Day Four, finally!  I've been itching to get to this one, because RAPE is absolutely the WORST CRIME , short of MURDER .  Every RAPE victim permanently loses part of themselves, because part of their FUTURE is stolen from them.  Only those of us who have been RAPED really know what RAPE has done to us.  It never, ever goes away.  Never, ever. You and I define that word by the memory of what happened to us.  But for the benefit of those who don't know, because they can't, RAPE is really a weak word for something hundreds of millions of human beings have suffered.  I tried to find a better word, but that's it.  No synonyms; surprising to me. I'm going to use my experience to make it crystal clear what RAPE is.  Mild words used on TV, like "assault," are STUPID. Here goes. RAPE is the insertion of ANYTHING into ANY body orifice

Yes, it is Day Three of this blog.  Touchy topics on my List, you say?  Well, yes.  Because they are about some serious problems.  If you recognize yourself as you scroll down, you know you're guilty, so please, please STOP NOW AND CONFESS YOUR CRIME .  While you still have time. Because you MUST get help, so that you can fix your mind.  Don't ruin the life if an innocent child.  call 1-800-4-A-CHILD (1-800-422-4453) You must reach out to get better.   Aha!  An INNOCENT CHILD .  Every single one, including you, way back.  A miracle of life, as you began the journey that got you here at this very moment in time.  Maybe just in time.  I hope so. HEY, KID .  Did someone hurt you?  Does it still hurt?  Did you hide the bruises? Because he said you'd get it again?  Not the first time?  Been there.  Feel for you.  I really do. I know you're hurting, inside, right now.  Because bad memories do that.  Sometimes for a very long time.  And you got a problem.  This bad

Welcome to Day Two.  Thank you for coming back, if you did.  Or for continuing to read.  I type slowly, with one finger, but I know what I'm going to write.  The truth.  Not the whole truth, because to write everything I could, in complete detail, would take years, and neither of us has that much time.  At least I don't. Yes, Henri is my real name, on my real birth certificate, signed by a real doctor in World War II.  Because of what I must tell you, I prefer to remain anonymous, so that is it. One other thing about me.  Many years ago, I joined MENSA.  That's an international organization that only admits people like myself who score above 98% on an IQ (Intelligence Quotient) test. That's kind of awkward (not bragging) but you need to know that I'm probably smarter than you.  So for friendly people, I'd be happy to hear from you.  However, if you're an Internet Troll, who gets sick pleasure from trashing

HELLO and WELCOME to a SAFE PLACE. Here YOU are, finally. Just maybe YOU will thank the person in your life who directed you here. Yes, my REAL name is Henri, that's on a REAL Birth Certificate, signed by a REAL Doctor. And I tell the TRUTH, 100%, because that's what I do. If I help you, or someone you LOVE, pay it forward. That means, instead of paying something BACK to someone you OWE , you "pay" that debt by doing something FOR someone ELSE entirely. I never wrote anything like this before, exposing my life to the World Wide Web. But ONCE I STARTED, it was very easy. Writing about my past allowed me to KEEP the Great memories, and leave the rest behind, IN THE PAST. My best advice, if YOU recognize YOURSELF somewhere here, is to do SOMETHING , to allow yourself to TRY TO GET BETTER TODAY . Like YOU , I have had some really Great Years, but then, a lousy one. Much time (years of it wasted), hoping for the best, trying to recover, to make the next y