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Bluehamster tells us: "This morning I found myself filling my mug not a teabag, but with Shreddies." Tell us of the times when you've convinced yourself that you're losing your marbles.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2011, 12:59)
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I recently spent a couple of weeks with my landlady who was steadily going crackers. After endless rounds of trying to 'record everything', fake fits and general mania, I rang the police finally when she broke ALL the glasses in the house, crapped on the floor, pissed on the floor and ran round my room naked stating 'it wouldn't be rape'. I was huddled quivering in the corner praying for the insanity to stop.
Looking back it was probably the worst night of my life. I don't know mental health workers do it. I felt slightly out of sorts for days afterwards.
Length? She noted it was 'enough'
( , Thu 28 Jul 2011, 9:36, 4 replies)
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mental health workers tend to collect stories with which to regale us lesser mortals.
You shouldn't laugh, though, unless they are.
( , Thu 28 Jul 2011, 10:44, closed)
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