Diseased Society

Please excuse the tardiness (and promiscuity) of this post-it appears that we have been having some technical difficulties.
But we’re back on track once more.
So…I have come to realise that we’re actually falling apart. If society has become the equivalent of a comfort blanket from your childhood, then it is falling apart at the seams…It is [...]

Arachibutyrophobia-Not just hard to spell. Hard to live with.

I think I have developed a phobia. It used to be something I just didn’t like very much…but now it’s just spiraled out of control. The doctor called it ‘arachibutyrophobia’ or something like that…It’s a fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of your mouth.
I mean I love peanut butter…But whenever it touches the [...]

Dear Doctor

Doctor, I am a bit worried about my mental health.
See, I keep having these weird dreams about monsters. And yesterday I thought there was something blowing on my leg, when no on else was around.
Also, Doctor, I think I saw someone standing behind me in the mirror…And I think the wardrobe door opened by itself [...]

Medical Marital Concerns-A Diagnosis.

I'd like to nominate wedding mania as a mental illness. I suggest that anyone suffering from this obsessive disorder be medicated.
I mean what is it about women and weddings? Now, don't get me wrong..Men can suffer from this too, and also some women never have the misfortune of experiencing this horrid syndrome…But still.
It is mainly women.
I [...]

Anti-Anti-biotics

I have decided that I am anti-anti-biotics (i.e. against them).
I am not exactly saying that I wouldn't take them, just that I'd really REALLY rather not. Even when they are taken as a last resort, they are taken resentfully.
I mean why on earth would any person in their right mind want to take something that messes [...]

Psycho-social-sexual-mental-schematic-somatic analysis

I believe that a great Psychologist of the Psycho-social-sexual-mental-schematic tradition once stated that having fantasies or fixations about boxes, handbags, or for that matter any other object with a space inside, meant that one was fixated with one's mother's womb. That one wished to be at that delightful pre-birth stage again where one's self and [...]

Obsessive Compulsive Ramblings

I think I have OCD. But I’m not really sure. Maybe you can help. Are these sentences too short? I think they are. Uh oh, that one was short too. So was that. And that. And that one. Okay, that one was a little longer. Cool, that one was longer too. Man. Oh, crap! Those [...]