Mad Max

So my doctor said I looked subdued and he was right I was really depressed from the Thanksgiving without a family. It went horrible, a long weekend with no one to be with. That is right Jr., it is the same Dr. that said there is no place in society for an entity such as myself. He prescribed me more booze, and that shit makes me anxious as a motherfucker. I said fuck it and drank some coffee too now I am all over the place scatterbrained and all. I am all crazy on stimulants both from coffee and my brain. I left my cellphone at home now I have to go way out in the country to get it before I leave for Riverside, Mexico womp womp negro. I saw a chupacabra crossing sign the last time I was in Riverside. I also saw mad colored people trying to live in a Mexican society. So I am a combination of anxious and depressed which can be common with people in my condition which supposedly only affects 1.5 to 2 million Americans which is a small percentage compared to the population. It is a major contributor to my divorce. I am not crazy just brain damaged. Yeah my doctor also told me that my behavior (he tells me I am not a habitual line crosser, but I LIVE on the other side of the line) is consistent with a person with frontal lobe damage. I wonder if that has anything to do with all the beatings I got as a little kid. I was only a little boy I can't help it I have brain damage. Now what am I suppose to do with no place in modern society for me, do I belong in the wild west, or in the Colosseum swinging a short sword? I believe that I was a soldier in many lives and was even eaten by lions in the Colosseum, thus my strong dislike of cats. Lions fucking ate me.