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Maybe it's Risperdal still fucking with my head a decade later? The trauma of how I was found next to the freeway and stuck in an ambulance and sent to the mental hospital? Not a threat to anyone but myself, and diagnosed with Brief Psychotic Disorder before they maxed out my Risperdal dosage. Truth is, there's no way on Gitchie Manito's green Earth that death is a worse alternative than this cloudy existence.
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