I thought I’d discuss a very sensitivte topic that may be offensive or disturbing for some. If you are someone whose not feeling that hopeful for people in the U.S. to contact the National Suicide Hotline at 1-800.223.8255 or 9-8-8. That alone being a 3 digit number says a lot about our state of mental health.
I have had this concept before the election. For those who don’t know our NPA area code, New Hampshire dials as 603. This state has traditionally been conservative or libertarian, but it has since gotten more political and more moderate. In New Hampshire it pays to be a woman, our three media institutions puts women on top of the queue, the adult contemporary radio station in the largest city is not shy of being all women and overtly singling out men. Women in my opinion (WITHOUT THE UNDERTONES OF BEING SO CALLED “BITTER”) are very snobby, extremely standoffish, and are easily scared.
Well that would make sense if you get your news from WMUR-TV Manchester’s Newsnine and if you get your news from “WMUR” well then your world view is very skewed and that’s all I can say to that.
23 years ago roughly in 1999, I recall an attempt of suicide, thanks to testosterone, taking Paxil and a botched transition to the local Middle School in ltown. The location? It was Seacoast Learning Collaborative, a private school, I believe acting as a non profit entity, off Exit 8 what was then the new extension of state highway 101, (IIRC the 4 lane highway was just completed either weeks or a month before.) I recall the construction and being stuck four years before in traffic going to Hampton Beach. Ironically seeing the Castles of Brentwood, where many local shops got displaced when 101 was completed. When I left Seacoast in 2002, virtually they had all units of about twentysomething at The Castles. Two other programs were not affiliated, but rented it. The New England Dragway owned the building; unsure what the status is as time goes on, the tress cover up the visibility of the Castles, of which I think is a good thing.
I have not discussed SLC as a separate blog post, or the details of my experience; but basically a private school doesn’t have to comply with state rules, and SLC’s ethos is to straighten troubled kids because because students like to blame their disability for everything not that the disability is truly controlling them unfairly. The two most outrageous students I recall aren’t on Facebook. Perhaps they see a therapist like the one I see because they break the law or go to jail or do stupid stuff, making me perhaps a more saner of the bunch of the PDD program of the ol SLC. Continue reading
I took an out of office time from Friday night to Sunday morning to finally clear myself from the 3 years of hell I had to deal with.
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My therapist suggested going someplace just before the time of COVID19, but as things have settled and the virus as still deadly, but more manageable, I decided to go out of my comfort zone and gone to Portsmouth, with financial help from my mother and for logistics, but for all intensive purposes this was the first time I was away from family without being forced.
The headset port on my Mac mini (as you may know if you own one from the early 10s) “pops” out audio as probably for some energy consumption to only send audio electrons when it thinks there’s audio to playout. Because your’s truly forgot to turn off the receiver for hte stereo system the Mini was plugged into, as I use that to playout edits, my grandmother didn’t get sleep last week, called the mother and the ol woman went to check it out. It does sound like a critter noise, but regardless overnight, my mother doesn’t just go in the room, she goes right to where my keyboard is in the heart of the edit bay, the sacred location to where i am now just doing editing for newsgathering.
I did believe the claim the following morning the old woman said that she didn’t look, but that center spot where my Aeron sits on, is something that only a true professional amateur would get. My mother is like the ignorant director who thinks magic can be done by a keystroke. The living room is a screening room. Critiques for the sake of critiquing. The passive agressive nature has gotten so bad, that I wouldn’t even share my work – even to my own grandmother who often is like the middle person in many of these spats.
It makes me wonder how much I got fucked over in the last couple of decades where the crown was given to my mother and any king status (that is nothing in 2022 compared to the stereotype of being a “brat”). Worse is just how I have less support than I had 3 years ago. I also have people who are just so out there. It’s like I am cheating with two women (my mother and a support staff) that are almost identical, but it varies by day. But I can’t bitch about either one too much, because both women are allies and enemies at the same time.
It’s so crazy.
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In the fall of 2001, not too long after 9/11, and a few months before puberty was starting to percolate, I remember yelling at the school yard. I realized my voice went down at least an octave. It sounded angry. I had a baby-face because of my Japanese genetics. I remember yelling again not too long after, and again hearing the octaves go lower. It wasn’t just a voice change that I felt I needed to avoid, but among many other things the transition to manhood was going to be an ongoing situation for more than 20 years after the fact.
If I had to point to a lineup to identify my mother, I wouldn’t be able to.
Nor can I identify her presently. I am not sure who my “real” mother is but I am lonely and confused, but such fuzzy memories of being a toddler has since vanished in reality.
The other day, my mother was supposed to go to work up in Manchester, but overslept (which was highly ironic because MNF ended early, for a Monday Night standard, 11:10 ET if you are keeping tabs.) So I was expecting to do some work in the basement to tidy up the place because I have too much crap and not enough time to do anything w/ them.
The Hopeless Autistic will be migrating to a new web host within it’s 6 month anniversary. We are trying to realign what is hosted to make it easy for customers and other clients at the parent domain. On the weekend of October 22 & 23 is the scheduled migration date.
As a result, on Friday, October 21st, will be the “freeze date” for new content, to preserve all previous content prior to. On the weekend of October 22nd and the 23rd will be the process to literally port the content to a new host, with the same domain name, and alike. Backups will be done to ensure that all the data prior to the migration will not result in screw ups. The result will be no additional changes to the experience, no need to update bookmarks or anything like that.
Please wish us luck for the change!
The YouTube “Playing With Fire” (though graphically it’s says “Playing Fire” because you know men like to cut corners and be direct and talk like bots) cringe YouTuber that’s a PUA and is critiquing Jordi. This obsession of status and high value garbage is evident that he’s shooting in 4K HD, and his editing sucks like most of YouTube with jump cuts.
Why would women be interested in ENG videography? Anyways, this dude does not believe in relationships, he believes in “body counts!” Ironically he had Courtney Ryan coming onto his stream one day.
The problem with this dude is it seems like he chew tobacco and his voice shows it.
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In the ongoing series of Men Scare Me, I wanted to dig deep and figure out why men have become primitive in the last few years? In the dangerous rise of man-o-spheres and alpha males defending in the range of overcompensating, it makes me wonder what the hell happened. I see correlation of men mixed with narcissistic fingerprints, and an obsession to family values, that is creepy in nature and not just autistic children, but now anyone.