suffocating. wrongplanet post #2

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                   This is my stolen, murdered dog, Mishi. At the time I’m adding this photo, I’m quite sure he’s dead. My original Asperger’s blog on WrongPlanet was named for him, as is this copy of that blog.                

 

Sat 3 May 2008    Greenfield

Thanks to the incompetence, or cruelty, or stupidity, or all three, of the Department of Mental Health in Greenfield MA, I, who lived my life with animals and my interests, have been left homeless, all my animals gone, thrust into a street life with humans crawling around me all the time like hordes of ants. Because I’m misanthropic and reclusive, and because I have Asperger’s, I’m extremely stressed by having more than a very few people around me for more than a couple of hours. Now a homeless bum hanging in cafes and walking streets all day, every day, with what feels like legions of pests around me all the time. I’m suffocating in the ants. Suffocating in their phoniness, their moods, their secret code of schmoozing that I mostly don’t understand.

I don’t even know if Mishi is dead or alive….. This blog is going to focus on Asperger’s, real soon. But that’s not to say that the other subjects — the actions of some very twisted people — won’t also show up here.

Update Tues 20 Jan 2009, Northampton — Tears, tears, public tears. And they are only a part of the sorrow-flood that’s in me. More than once my so-called protectors seem to have tried to take me to a home. Every time it doesn’t happen. Every time I remain whatever it is I am to them: bait? something else? The protectors I hadn’t yet been told about on the day I wrote this post eight months ago.

Update 2 July 2009. Greenfield:  I did indeed over the months see many dramas acted out around me that looked like attempts to take me to a home. Were they? I’m positive that last August 18 Matthew himself made an attempt to take me somewhere, and for some reason it fell through. The little dramas that occurred periodically after that date are still questionable.

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2 Comments

  1. Ariane5 said,

    January 29, 2011 at 6:05 pm

    Awww..Mishi…bless.

  2. mishibone said,

    January 30, 2011 at 12:06 pm

    Thanks, Ariane. I can hardly ever think about him — and about his ending that certain people in this hellhole of a town will NOT give me details about –without crying.


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