“A woman in crisis has inexpediently thrown out of her marital home with nothing but the clothes on her back. She is a type 1 diabetic left with nothing, taking what little she had and gifting it to his mother. This family took everything from her and left her with absolutely nothing couldn’t even give her personal property to her and had the audacity to even take her car. This family used her for everything they could get out of her and when nothing was left to get they tossed her out in a pandemic. She is currently in a safe place hiding for her safety but needs her communities to help to get back on her feet. Please even a dollar would help her, anything. I am literally begging my community to help her at this point. Please pass this along if you can’t donate.
However what Politics has really evolved into is this? It is a debate and struggle for power around the issues of Corporations versus the interests of Economic management.
A woman from POOF is gathering like 50 people to block the road and protest for her OW & ODSP advocacy. She is really fighting for the cause on a personal level. Then I realized…. Would I ever block the road or the train tracks for my beliefs? I am sorry but no… I have a lot of issues I personally believe in. None of which I would risk getting hit by a car & having another concussion for!
Like Ashton Deroy on Facebook Clichés that annoy me: “Be the best you can be. ” If I am not jumping over furniture to attack someone. I am probably close to my peek here… “Don’t value yourself on the judgment of others.” This cliché just invites a God complex. “Take the time to think aboutContinue reading “Striving to function again.”
I don’t see anything wrong with being a pessimist. I really am not all that invested in the uphill battle. Frequently when I write? I talk about my rejection of life in the Military. One of the reasons is, I don’t think it should have to be that hard to save my life. If it is, then my life isn’t worth saving!
An Autistic Concussion is a Psychotic condition. Ashton Deroy is Autistic, Queer and struggling. During the early part of my Concussion I committed betrayal, fought for my insanity and struggled with improper accommodation. Why did I do these things?
Honestly going through a Concussion during a Pandemic makes it impossible to ignore the pain, the struggle and the termination of relationships. I try to silence the memories with audiobooks when I can. Or I use exercise. Both only work for so long.
There is a genocide happening in North Korea in relation to the disabled people in North Korea. I think this is tragic and sad! According to the Voice of North Korea they test Chemical weapons on disabled people in North Korea.
I know it is an anxious time and Covid19 is a tremendous threat. We need to do something. We need to have more people masking & Social Distancing. We need to make sure this message gets across. Well for now, consider this the job CBC News! For the Opposition which every Political Science Student understands is necessity it is time to talk about my opinions on what to do when you see someone not masking?
I can’t write my autobiography or Diagnose my own psychological problems. This is despite the self-proclaimed name of Dr. Ostrich. I can not hide a Mental illness under a poorly constructed God Complex. I can’t denied the fact that as I declare myself god after a concussion. That I have clearly gone insane.
I was born in the Greater Toronto area. I went to School in Belleville, then Brighton & then college in Belleville. Then I went to college in Kingston. Then I went to College in North York. All to be a web design and communications major with a Business Diploma. (Why I studied Communications & Business?) I didn’t know how to function. I am still working on that…
This is going to sound insane but I mentioned marriage to my recent ex many times after the Concussion. This is kind of bleak but it is coded in my mind out of a kind of fear. “I love you and I feel like I might die with you.”/ AKA till death do us part. This is worth knowing for if it ever happens again. When I wasn’t convincing myself I was invincible? I was convinced I was going to die after the June 7th – 8th concussion.