I am drinking mine own vegetable broth for breakfast. My mom invited me out to breakfast, which is always awesome, but I had to drink my breakfast broth that I made yesterday. All of yesterday. It's really good. I followed a recipe. My next broth I will replace parsley (ew, gross) with rosemary and add ginger. I will probably change the entire recipe. Parsnips over turnips, sweet potatoes, more garlic, add ginger, but it tastes really good. It's my new super food breakfast.
So I have been SG absent. There are probably so many hopefuls I need to help get to pink, just my life has been shit. Are you ever having a good day then there are three different leaf blowers and a chainsaw in the sound of the air?
I could say my bad period started September 27th when my friend committed suicide, but I think there was some joy between that. Then Scott Hutchinson died which was a total wreck in my days. My parents went to Scotland a week later. I would not think it a coincidence, but while they were gone things got worse. Anthony Bourdain also killed himself.
Scott Hutchinson I could handle. I have had friends die at sea, but hanging is a rough rough rough thing for me. After Robin Williams committed suicide (oooh, my broth is really good), I prepared mine own suicide. I was homeless for so many months and in a coworkers bathroom with his belt. Before hanging myself I called an old friend and she kept me on the phone until picking me up. Bless Andrea (I say On-Drea, but her name is An-Drea). I still have the belt, maybe I should just give it back to him.
My close call was in August of 2014, after Robin Williams killed himself. Robin Williams: Come Into My Mind is a documentary just released. My mom told me not to watch it, justified she thought it would be unhealthy for me to watch. I sneaked it into yesterday, watching part by part. After my DBSA meeting, I watched the last 15 minutes. I did not cry. The documentary is amazing, 20 seconds about his death. The entire documentary is footage of Robin Williams I had never seen. Plus a song by Eric Idle at the end.
My broth is cold. The leaf blowers have been replaced by my neighbors dogs barking. I can't complain because when I was growing up my dog barked too. Wouldn't you?
I recommend watching Robin Williams: Come Into My Mind. It is on HBO Now and in those amazing theaters that play the best films (I'm going to see Sorry For Bothering You at 130). I did not cry, the film is 89% good vibes.
As long as I'm on here I want to shout out to my favorite gals. @akuma I think you're in NYC now, but never forget the south. @vice I don't know if you're still rooftop, but working with Jack is a blessing and let him know I have his belt. I don't remember Bridget Black's SG name, so shout out to my Gluten Free encounter at the bar I used to work at. Plus all those SG gals I introduced myself to on the streets, I feel at home in this community.
Cheers,
Opie