I don’t like to give credit to anything that’s dark or twisted like bipolar disorder: it’s a dangerous disease, statistics show that 1 In 4 people die from it by taking their own lives. But my doctor tells me that it’s a double edge sword – it’s not a good thing that I have it but I can be thankful because it’s a big part of my creativity. Beth Hart on how bipolar disorder manifests itself in the process of her songwriting.
I wish I had never got manic depression. When I was in junior high, I didn’t know what was the matter with me. It was as if I’d died or something. Now that I go to a clinic and get the right kind of medicine, I am not as depressed as I used to be. Daniel Johnston
Tis but a short linkdump this week – and not a sweet one. I’ll add trigger warnings to items I haven’t snarked at, mkay? Barring that, I’m in bad tempered bastard mode – lock up your sheep post haste and with alacrity. Actually let me add my pick of the nose week right here.
Today is World Mental Health Day; I don’t actually have any (mental stealth perhaps), but to all the people who do – mazel tov, you fine and fortunate fucks! My other announcement is that I have given myself a surname and it is haasbroek. It means rabbit trousers (rabbitpants!) and it really is a surname. When Napoleon’s army occupied the Netherlands, Dutch people only had informal surnames with their roots in things like their occupations, much like Cooper, which means barrel maker and so on. Some of the Dutch thumbed their noses as Napoleon by adopting ridiculous surnames and haasbroek is one of them. My neighbour’s middle name, by the way, is Fokkerot – Fuck a rat. I kid ye not. So Diane said this thing the other day in my comments and cracked me up on a day I didn’t think I could laugh at all. Oh btw I cobbled together all the images in this post and as ever, feel free to grab any if you want to.
It has been 16 days since my last link-session… Yup, I’m a recovering Catholic. Hi. And now, let us link.
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