I'm on new medication starting this week. I'm hoping it works as my condition worsened a month ago. I'm unable to take weed anymore as the affects are akin to torture. Basically, it convinces me my son is not mine. It's absolute torture. Doesn't matter if I believe my wife, Satan takes my insecurity and uses it against me. Writing is my only outlet and weed accounts for 50% of my output.
I can write sober, but it will lack the fine touches that make my work pop. I've been writing heavily since the beginning of 2015, and I don't know any other way. I'm going to take a break from weed for a few weeks and see how I feel. I was writing jokes which I was super excited to do because I felt like I was starting to get a knack for the art. I've always wanted to be funny, but the price is just too high.
I can't let Satan drive a wedge between me and my child. I just hope I can adapt. I love to write. I'm good at writing. I'm good at drawing, but most of my mythology is flushed out. I don't really have people to talk to outside of my parents. At least they are understanding. I gotta focus on something else, whether that's my health and/or my family's wellbeing. I guess I'm just going to do regular blogs. If I can think of something funny or creative I'll promote it within the site so it's highlighted.
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John Ralph Tuccitto
This is my latest journal.