Warped Gratitude Blog

Today I am thankful for the lessons learned as a stalking victim.  Apparently, people who know me fear that Dennis "The Menace" is going to kill me should I venture outside to try to find evidence that someone is setting fires at Cherry Creek State Park. They base this upon a Facebook post. What's he going to do? Set the witch on fire? Note: I'm a descendant of the witches that didn't burn. Oh boy, this is starting to get stupid. I've dealt with more dangerous dolts that this guy.  If I were in danger, it would have been when I was ignoring the drug dealers at Civic Center Park while trying to get a guy to consider treatment. The worst thing that happened was that a woman called me a "stupid bitch."  She shut up quickly as she was sitting by a guy who just got a new set of sneakers that I bought fo him. Take care of people and they'll take care of you. That was just a few days ago. **** Hell, I have more of a chance o

Today I am thankful for ideas that spring from circumstances. Now, I'm going to qualify with the following - Homeless sweeps do more harm than good. This bitchy witchy believes that there is a special place in Hades for the politicians who recommend them.  Typically those politicians are the ones who raise taxes to fund public-private partnerships promising to help homeless people but the help is not forthcoming. This is an idea born from a joint homeless sweep conducted by the Cities of Denver and Englewood. There is an old woman - homeless and living in her RV - who planted food for herself and others to eat - the Denver police decimated her garden and stole her property. My understanding is that she still has her RV (but no money for gasoline). I don't know this woman or I'd send her some gas money. I was told of her story and realized just how I can honor my religion while helping these people. I'd like to buy several acres of property

(I've gotta stop stroking the egos of horrible politicians).  Today I am thankful that I can remember my dreams.... well, maybe not. They're getting quite weird. So, last night I dreamt that I was hanging out with Colorado's governor, Polis. In this dream, I was really feeling sorry for him.  I was trying to help him understand that the Constitution cannot be suspended due to a virus and that there is no way to know for sure that the information he's getting from the CDC is accurate. In this dream, I could literally feel his fear that people were going to die in droves if he re-opened the economy.  I could feel that he was experiencing guilt just by thinking of all the people he truly believed were going to die. In the dream, I remember telling him to just think about all the people being saved by having the a ability to get preventative care. ***** Then the dream became bizarre. Polis was on a stage, making weird gestures with his mouth. Th

Today I am thankful for anger. I lost my fourth former patient to an overdose since Governor Polis shut down the state and instituted policies which halve the number of beds available in rehabilitation centers. I lost a high school chum this morning due to an untreated health issue. A little over a month ago, I lost my aunt due to a hospital discharging her early to make room for covid-19 patients.  These patients never arrived to clog the hospital system. My anger is mounting. To keep things fair, in all my networking, I have met countless people who have tested negative for Covid19. I only know of one person who tested positive.  She is an RN who is a friend of a friend.  I never met her.  I asked about her and learned that she was working more hours than usual due to the shut down. That appears to be part of the problem: some people are overworked while a vast majority of people cannot keep busy. So....I wish the CDC kept track of people who died due to a lack of hea

Today I am thankful for political assholes.  I know.... I know..... It's a dumb thing to be thankful for. Assholes inspire anger. Anger inspires action. I'm starting to get a little bit pissed off. The more people that relapse due to the shut down of the AA, NA and other 12-step meetings, the more death I see .... the angrier I become. I'm starting to wrinkle. I've got a tiny wrinkle in between my eyebrows and I swear my smirk wrinkle is coming back. When I'm at peace, the wrinkles go away. When I'm so upset that I feel the need to take action, my shadow side can put people in a world of hurt. I'm trying to be good, I really am. I don't think I'm going to hold out much longer. ****** I went to a rally today. It is the same rally at the state Capital I've gone to each and every week since our idiotic governor shut down the economy. I wear a mask only because I promised my boss I would wear a mask in public.