Saturday, April 6, 2013

Websites Are A Go!

I finally got some web space and now, my writing site is launched!

It is meant to showcase my original writing with excerpts of my (unpublished) novels, some of my better short stories, random illustrations and cover designs I've done, and, of course a massive section for my better fanfictions.

Linked to the site is my resurrected bone art site - an old site I tweaked slightly but still liked the design of showcasing the unusual art I do with painted animal bones.  


Now, it's opinion-time!

I just saw some news on Yahoo and... ugh.  I just want to shake my head.  When there's a high-profile suicide in the news, particularly if the victim is connected to someone with political ties... I don't know, I just want to tell everyone who bothers to comment on it "this is not about politics" nor is it time to blame families or to gloat about "karma."  This goes double if the victim was a known mental illness sufferer and was in treatment. 

I want to tell the whole entire world:  You "normals" out there, repeat CAREFULLY after me, stops included for emphasis:  "I. Will. NEVER. NEVER. NEVER-EVER. Understand. Mental. Illness. Until. I Develop. One.  EVER!!!" 

People who live with a sufferer come close to understanding, as do trained professionals / compassionate therapists, but really... unless you live with it, you will NEVER understand it and, as far as I'm concerned, do not have the *right* to judge someone's suicide or to make a some kind of snarky statement about beliefs or politics on it. 

I finally got ahold of a therapist and started therapy last week.  It took me a lot to want to get this kind of help, even though I've been medicated for years.  I don't even know what's going on in my own mind half the time, let alone other people... but through my observations, I've come to the conclusion that some impulses and gaping maws of despair are things that people who do not ever understand unless they experience them.  It's like there's this gulf between it and "normal" as wide as the Grand Canyon.  

In other words, don't make fun if you're not even going to give two shits about making it right.