It’s been a week since I’ve written. I feel I’ve hit a blank wall. Also I’m fighting something as I slept for 20 hours straight Sunday through Monday. Then another 12 hours Monday night. I’d say that’s a good nap time. That’s it. That’s all I have. I missed my therapy yesterday due to sleeping. Rats. That’s one on my highlights during the week. I could write my Dear Mom dead letter. That would drop jaws. I’ve thought about dropping that in here as a public service that you too can write dead letters. It’s a good way to move mountains out of your head and set the off down the road. Mom- This is a letter from you son, your son, a real human being that you birthed and threw out into the world. I say threw out because you were sick, emotionally unstable, narcissistic, angry, cruel and flat out mean. Your cruelty matched your intelligence which was unlimited. As an adult you had the power, the ability to make judgments, choices. You chose horribly