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I choose this one or maybe this one

The other night I was hit with sudden inspiration. I experienced the euphoria of having an unbelievably creative idea.

I did the smart thing. I wrote down the bare bones, slept on it, and then spent the  day considering and trashing details before I had ever started writing. coffee

By this evening, I had realized the explanation is a hopeless one. There are too many conditions deserving of consideration. Maybe my idea is more complex than creative.


Choose a condition? 

You think I should actually choose from several conditions that have equal merit and apply that one alone to the major theme?

It’s a spider web. It all connects.



I know what you are thinking right now and you are right. 

Coffee does sound good.

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My Neighbor’s Extreme Mental Illness


The petition was thrown out after the plaintiff’s testimony.  She was in full raving form and dug herself a hole.

We were told our accuser was going to be moving by the 26th of May, but it seems something has changed again. Between the court date and now, she has continued to record neighbors and complains when my husband and I happen to be on our patio at the same time she comes outside or returns home.

The past has shown that her behavior escalates.

Honestly?  I’m sick of being forced to be a victim.  It has gone on far too long.

Here’s hoping that moving truck shows up tomorrow!



The person described below is taking my neighbor and I to court in the attempt to get a Personal Protection Order against US.  She claims we are harassing and stalking her, though I have never followed her or harassed her and the only time I speak to her is when she is coming at me with more ridiculous claims. As for her other victim: She is a 74 year old woman with a heart condition.

We intend to use the very so-called “proof” she has to debunk it all and possibly get a Personal Protection Order against her. I believe my sweet neighbor may also be able to press charges for being bullied and stalked herself.

This is all so unbelievable and we find ourselves in a situation we have never been in before.

Oh, please, please, please – COME AND TAKE HER AWAY!

The rest of the story follows:  

“Pppphhhhttt. They diagnosed me with paranoid schizophrenia with narcissistic delusions of grandeur.”

She continued, “.. but those therapists didn’t know what they were talking about. They are just jealous and scared because I’m psychic and I know what is in their heads.”

That was a few months ago, when I was still trying to be her friend. I don’t hold mental illness against people.

She talked about her relationship with a famous basketball player. She talked about her secret life as the one in charge of security for the U.S. — and “showed” me how she can control what security does with her mind while riots were playing out on the television.

I wasn’t scared away. I was saddened, a little intrigued, and sympathetic. I thought she needed a friend and I could be one.

Then she started targeting me. Disrupting the entire neighborhood. Accusing me of ridiculous things. Making my life very difficult, even though I spend most of it inside my apartment.

I, and other “lucky” neighbors have been targeted by her. She is not on medication, but she IS on alcohol.

This isn’t pretty.

She is now threatening to shoot me with bullets from her mind because she doesn’t need a gun.  Well, honestly, by the open post she placed, I’m not sure if she is threatening me, the basketball player, the Tucson Police Department, one of the local news programs, the leasing office…. but according to the time posted, she was standing outside my door yelling and using a high-pitched whistle.

I’m a little frightened, but I’m leery of calling cops to have them “warn” her again and walk away.

She needs medication, but I wish she would just leave right now.

I can’t even tell you how much I wish all of the above was fiction. It’s happening and there is more to that strange story.

Have you ever been targeted by someone with diagnosed paranoid schizophrenia or something similar?  How did you handle it? Please feel free to comment!