Category Archives: Facebook

Escape is impossible

My psychiatrist has recommended upping my daily dose of lamotrigine 50 mg. Why not? At my age I have been a 40-year experiment in the various effects of psychotropic medicine. What’s one little uppage of the dosage? She made this … Continue reading

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Flamebook for BPD

Facebook – the biggest double edged sword in the Borderline world. It’s almost like a fantasy realm – at least to me – where people I’d like to be like deign to interact with me. I can live vicariously through … Continue reading

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Facebooking Borderline

I haven’t written much lately because I recently joined a Facebook group for people with Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD). Let me tell you a little about this group and the people in it. Demographics: Roughly 95% female Age distribution: Under … Continue reading

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Take that flag (and all it represents) and shove it

I just can’t take it anymore. Last night I quit the Red Mustang Registry Facebook group. I saw one too many Confederate flags. And let’s make a distinction – it was the cross of St. Andrew battle flag, NOT the … Continue reading

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OK, So I Lied

I’ve been nicely strong-armed back to a blogging group on Facebook in which we work to increase each other’s blog awareness. I’ve never been a part of such an effort but the people who run it, run it like schoolteachers. … Continue reading

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Funeral for a friend

My best friend in high school died over the holiday. He was my age.  I hadn’t spoken to him since May of 2005 and I distinctly remember the phone call. Frank apparently died alone in his apartment in Florida and … Continue reading

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Happy Bloody Thanksgiving!

The latest thing in journalism and sociology on the eve of Thanksgiving is writing ‘survival guides’ for dealing with relations who may not share your political beliefs. This isn’t anything new, but after this election, many familial relationships are turning … Continue reading

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