Welcome to my site!
After my maternal grandmother saved my life from a suicide attempt where I ingested 20 Catapres (along with other medications) and washed it down with a liter of rum, I have sought to find my purpose. I am not sure I have found it yet, but I am still looking.
I enjoy helping people. I feel God gave me the mental illnesses I have (high functioning autism, aka autism spectrum disorder level 1 or Asperger’s Syndrome; post traumatic stress disorder; bipolar disorder; panic disorder; and attention deficit hyperactivity disorder) not as a burden to make people feel sorry for me, but rather as a challenge for me to champion through and for me to assist others in dealing with. I feel they make me a better person overall. Sure, they make life more difficult, although I am able to have more empathy and compassion for others, and not be as self-serving as I otherwise might be.
“But you’re selling books”. We all have to live. Especially in this economy. I am trying to start my own small business, be an entrepreneur. I am also trying to set goals. Although it’s still considerably better than SSI, and I earn too much to receive food stamps (SNAP / EBT) even if I did desire them; I am still tired of survivor’s benefits from my late father being all I earn, and I would like to be more self-sufficient. I am unable to work most jobs they would fit me with, not only due to mental illnesses but also fibromyalgia and migraines; plus they aren’t challenging enough for my intellect and I get bored; I have asked my people to find me a more appropriate job that suits and accommodates me better, like a driving or desk / office job, and they refuse. I feel writing and making YouTube videos is a good avenue to, once it gets started, to make money following my passion.
I also enjoy entertaining people. Even if it’s a good joke at my own expense. I do not have a problem insulting myself and laughing at myself. There are a few things I will not tolerate though: Ableism (I have mental illnesses and several members of my family have mental illness and I reside in a supported living facility), homophobia (I am bisexual and my late sister was a lesbian), racism (my best friend is African American, she is a 74 year old great grandmother who provides me with the best advice and counsel), and misogyny (half the population are women, including of course my mother, grandmother, and aunt; sure, I may enjoy looking at attractive women, but I do not dehumanize them and treat them discourteously).
Anyway, I hope you enjoy my site, and navigate to the various other pages that fit your interest.
Thank you!
