This is a reblog from Kat Myrman, one of the most prolific thinking bloggers I have come across. This article hits hard twice. First look at “Mental” and reflect on that a bit before scrolling down a bit to read her comments on a background that led to this writing. Her comments about her father are absolutely amazing given the parent child relationship. What a brave and sharing person she is to share such an experience in the hope that it will help others!
The pyramids he built had magical powers, sharpening his used razor blades while happy-sad Jesus watched from a frame on the wall.
Then he dismantled the family car, replicating a Chilton’s Manual diagram on the driveway.
He often argued with a gun barrel. It had the last word eventually, silencing the voices.
A word about this week’s 52 Words in 52 Weeks Story. The prompt was “pyramids”.
When most people think of “pyramids” they think of the ancient wonders in Egypt. When I hear the word “pyramid” it triggers memories of my dad and one of his many obsessions.
No one noticed the signs, or if they did they didn’t say, because we didn’t talk about mental illness back then. People suffered in silence, or self medicated with alcohol like my dad. He may very well have been a genius, but he was also bat-shit crazy. I…
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