Archive for the 'the mental institution' Category


[i didn’t think that was possible]

Well I cried.
My life seems to be built on breaking down and large amounts of hope.
I am really done now though.

[this is a “for sure” thing - i’ll be back again]

I can’t sleep. Again. Ohhh big surprise.
I am tired. I am a record set on repeat - a monotonous droning lately of the same thing that I want to be over with and will be soon, which is a partial reason to my lack of posting. I have a few days […]

[stop rickrolling the raid over vent]

I spent a large amount of the day yesterday playing disc golf with a patient from work who is doing particularly well and that I have a particularly good relationship with. I was allowed to take her to the local disc golf course. She is seventeen and runs everywhere, even in 100+ degree […]

[i am not tinhead, unfortunately]

Today I approached the clinical director of the mental institution. I have a large amount of respect for this one particular woman; she typically embodies the life-jacket in a sea of ineptness and petty drama that is upper management. I told her I was looking for a new job and then, unexpectedly, broke […]

[any intrusion is met with a heart full of the good thing]

Earlier this week I mentioned I wanted a new job. I’ve worked at the mental institution for 2+ years now. To clarify - my employers do not like it when I refer to it as a “mental institution.” It is deemed a “residential treatment center” despite the fact that the staff psychiatrist […]

[revenge is the saddest thing honey, i’m afraid to say, you deserve everything]

I’ve been mostly quiet. The seasons are starting to show their change and while this has been much anticipated by me, I get an uncomfortable feeling every single year around this time. I think the suspension between what has been for so long and what is to be has been building up in […]

[what you say to me is mostly nonsense and nonsensical]

I woke up this morning with deep red light streaming through my windows. The sky outside was a particularly disconcerting dark shade of brown and I still can’t sleep, no matter how much I want to. I really hate dust storms.
The violent, self-absorbed gangbanger at work was supposed to get transfered out yesterday […]

[…what exactly is your question?]

I meant to post this earlier. It’s hanging above the trashcans at work in the employee bathrooms:

Thanks, Pam.
As much as I complain about work sometimes, it can be genuinely rewarding. I was in charge of the overnight shift Christmas Eve and played Santa (a scheme which involved a fair amount of lying and […]

[i really like this shirt. dammit.]

I rolled around in blood for about 50 minutes today after getting brushed to the ground twice by a seventeen year old idiot who claims to be in the Mexican Mafia. This is sort of a long story. More after the jump.

[ping, kapow, and other nonsensical things]

I almost got my fingernail ripped off by a crazy, 170 lb twelve year old boy yesterday. My body is sore from the ensuing takedown. I pretty much knew it was going to be a bad day when I walked in and he was running around, waving a belt over his head, and […]