What Do YOU Want To Hear About?

This website is not just mine, or a place where I dump out all my feelings. This is also a place where I want those of you who read my posts to be able to look at some of these posts and find either the answers you might be looking for, or things that you can relate to that may make a difficult situation a bit easier for you. Heck, I would love to write about some funny things too so that you guys might be able to relate to some of the crazy and random things that happen to me also. I have so many moments where I say to myself, “Jeez, this could only happen to me.” My former brother in law had a saying that I absolutely loved, because it was so true, and I had contemplated almost naming a blog or a book after it. The saying was:

“This is another for the ‘You Can’t Make This Shit Up Book’.”

And it’s actually true. Some of the things we all experience are so weird and strange that they truly are stories that you couldn’t make something like that up even if you tried!

But then there is also the constant struggle for me on what topic to write about. Since I lost my career in the legal field, I don’t get to satisfy my love for it by working in it, so, there is like a void inside.  I am torn. I want to write about the legal field. I want to write about how it affects the mentally ill, and I want to,write about subjects that have some personal meaning to me like prosecutorial discretion and wrongfully accused.

There are so many things I want to write about and just not enough hours in the day, so I want to,hear from you guys.

What topics or subjects are important to you? What would you like to see more of? I can still write about all those other things, but I want to know where to put my focus and what you guys want. My stories? Information? Topics? Just my opinions?

You tell me and I’ll listen!



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  1. Markus says:

    On November 14, 2015 I was in the midst of my worst ever manic episode; I had not slept for almost a week and was about twenty miles from home. I had given all my money to the homeless along my trip that landed me in a farm supply store. I had figured out “how to save the world”, and was trying to convince a woman at the store to let me have some things on good faith and I would pay her back. She called the county sheriff’s office who sent two officers.

    The deputies took a 3.1 gram Christmas tree of marijuana out of my pocket, made a comment that this is spice and called my brother to take me home.

    After arriving home I walked half a mile to the grocery store since I did not have my car, and was trying to do the same thing with a store manager…then I felt like I was going to die so I asked him to call 911.

    My heart was racing at about 200 bpm, I have only one glimpse of memory from the ambulance, and one glimpse from the first hospital. I was charged with possession of the same pot that apparently the deputies had given back to me. At the second hospital I spent 16 days, first in psychiatric intensive care unit, then in the general unit. I found out about the charges about a week after being admitted.

    There are some serious problems with our legal system.