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Vampires + conspiracies + tracking-devices + money from secret medical experiments = Certified Lunacy
Please pay no attention to the previous post’s fictional nutbaggery. None of it is true. Regardless, I am leaving that post intact. The emergency room doctors can read it after I am done chewing them out for being incompetent. It’s bad enough that my handsome and highly functional spouse has been transformed into a drooling and quivering zombie in less than a week. This shit is the final straw.
I also believe that the post in question provides me with a reminder that a charming man with a very profound mental disability, can’t always pass for “normal” or live the kind of independent and joy-filled life that all human beings deserve. My beloved is not confined to a wheelchair or physically weak, but he needs my help all the same when his mind is vulnerable.
I can deal with the delusional schizophrenia-induced “memories” when he works on embellishing the past for his literary works. I’m used to it. Dmitri is not a fucking vampire, but he is batshit fucking crazy. I doubt that the United States government would ever allow a cannibalistic serial killer to enter their country. He hadn’t even been diagnosed with schizophrenia, the second time he came into the United States. It was bad enough when came to America illegally the first time. The deportation happened after he turned himself in for a murder that he did not commit. More on that later.
Dmitri is supremely lucky. The lawyer his record company found was decent enough to make his and our citizenship possible. He is even luckier that the DNA evidence, the investigation and psych eval cleared him of any wrong-doing. As for the royalty money, it’s from his recording production work and his new age album sales, not some fucking X-files blood patent. Just wanted to set the record straight, before the Internet bitches start spreading gossip.
These idiot ER doctors switching up my husband’s meds piss me off. His old treatment worked just fine. Dima went into depression because he’s an alcoholic, not because the meds weren’t working. His psycho killer delusions come from the schizophrenia and everything he has been through. These new meds aren’t helping him deal with these issues any.
The abuse that his father put him through, as well torturing his mother to death and nearly doing the same to Ace, were enough to start him on the path to crazy. Zoya was killed on stage by some piece of shit stalker in front of him and a live audience. Then, his shrink/girlfriend was murdered about ten years later on his birthday. He found her body. I too would go insane if that shit happened to me.
I wish he’d remember that he tried to save his mother’s life. He saved Ace. He tried to save Zoya. There was nothing that he could do for his shrink/girlfriend, but at least they caught the who did it. It makes me crazy that he blames himself for shit as coping mechanism. I wish he would stop believing his delusion more than the facts. The alcoholism relapses don’t help either. Why were those quacks too stupid to figure this out? Jesus, I don’t have a medical degree and I can figure this shit out!
Wish me luck getting him switched back to his old meds. I cannot have him stuck in the funny farm for months again, while they try to figure out how not to make him crazier with new meds. I just cannot.
This is making me mental.