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general snark

  • Writer: Amanda Riddell
    Amanda Riddell
  • Apr 25, 2023
  • 1 min read

Ok, so given Stephen (my twin) went mental trying to make his autobiographical script, and my autobiographical script has landed me in the ED several times with paranoia and suicidal thoughts, I think it's fair to say anyone who cares about my wellbeing should understand I'm not an actor. Yes, the script reads well, but I'm not doing it. It's that simple: anyone who persists in attempting to force me is attempting to kill me - that's how serious it is. You're all just lucky I'm too chicken to slit my wrists, but the suicidal thoughts result in me not taking my meds and not eating, plus they also turn up my paranoia to 11, - Buttering me up hasn't worked, threatening me hasn't worked. The Tina script died when I returned from Auckland and ended up in the hospital. I'm planning to move to another city to get away from all the baggage, but that'll take ages. 👍

 
 
 

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