Beware of Marijuana

When I was a little girl in the 70s, my parents smoked marijuana. I knew that they were doing it, but I wasn't allowed in the room with them. I can remember watching them from the stairway. I was very against marijuana till I turned about 16 and then I smoked at 33 times while in high school. When I was done with the 33 times I lay in bed one night and counted up all the times I had smoked. I decided I've had enough of it. All I did was feel sleepy with it so I spoke with my boyfriend and we stopped. I was pro legalization but now I have a different opinion. Smokers do not keep it in the privacy of their homes. They smoke while driving, putting everybody at risk. I wish I never smoked. I might not have gone psycho at age 26. gange be gone!

Scene of the Crime

This was the morning I was headed to the cemetery.

Our Lady of the Rosary Feastday 2016

This is what I was actually up to the day i became a criminal.

Imagined Dangers are Dangerous

This is the story of how I got my criminal record. tap on the photo to read more clearly.

On Trial

In 2013 i went on trial for texting my son some psycho babble about the end of the world where in I was trying to save my daughter in law. Somehow my daughter in law thought i was a danger to her chickens and goats. I love animals- this misunderstanding was beyind my comprehension.

Misunderstood

What's it like to be misunderstood? It is Hell. In 2013 I became manic. My family avoided me and then made some assumptions about me that were wrong. Because of this I was locked away for two months. I have never been homacidal or suicidal. I will admit to bizarre delusions about being an immortal being.

Adventure 2004

Just before my divorce in May of 2004 I went on a pilgrimage in honour of St Francis. I was a little mentally unstable and went off my medications. After my return a few months later In August I returned to Italy while trying to escape a rehospitalization. It was a lonely trip.

I stayed in a mental hospital in Perugia for 6 weeks. Very few people spoke English. The medications were very strong and I lost one week of consciousness. Eventually I came home with a medical escort.