Patrick Marlborough
Why I Write About My Mental Illness Online
Making eye contact is like being stabbed by a Phillips-head. I compulsively imagine eating my dog's shit. Do you ever feel the same? Let's talk about it.
My Life as a Kleptomaniac
It still shocks me when people react negatively to my stealing. I guess part of the horror/beauty of mental illness is the totally blinkered relationship you develop with risk. Getting busted doesn't even occur to me.
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