This article really touched a raw nerve for me…but the nerve in the humoros. The funny niggling bone that just demands a giggle because you’ve seen both sides of the xray and noticed that the tumor ain’t a tumor but if you squint your eyes a bit, it looks like a tumor but there really IS a tumour just to the left…only now everything is a blur.

I just finished an article on my abusive ex… I used to describe one other of my ex’s with that adjective…until I learned the true difference between selfish man-child and true blue narcissism and sociopathy.

There’s nothing quite like a Millenial throwing around the term narc when they mean “asshole” to make you feel as though you stepped out of a Two’d -up Twilight zone straight into One Woman Wonderland where to be single is to be marked as the pending source of narc abuse.

It seems to super trending to have a personality disorder these days. I was diagnosed with BPD with Dissociative Trait at 12…it’s the first time in my whole 31 years that I’ve been ahead of the curve!

I don’t like it; trending mental health diagnostics is just the same as shopping in H&M instead of Harrods. Off-the-rack, ready-to-wear, loose threads and you know someone else has already used it without wearing any protection.