Inactive Shmorky / David Kelly / Daisy Kay / Sandypants / Peaches the Puppy & Ex-Fiance Amanda "Mandy" Mullen - Something Awful throwaway, pedophile sexual predator, abusive tranny schizo chaser; batshit crazy ex-fiancée

But not as good as spending it on essentials and treating yourself.
I'm sorry. I don't know what else to say at this point. I'm sorry I'm so broken that I need to literally rent a loving family as one would a Findom mistress. For what it's worth I've only done the free online courses so they won't be hauling me off to Clearwater anytime soon. And I'm not signing a Billion Year contract either since I'm too fucked up to join the Sea Org. I am going to call a psychiatrist and still get my shit straightened out with psychiatry. But like I said - due to COVID and my current situation it's difficult right now. Please allow me to just have this. Let me feast on my crumbs of free Scientology that my course instructor lovingly sends through my email.

And Sabrina - the medication problem was that I was on Cymbalta and Savella on waaayy too high a dose and I had full blown serotonin syndrome because psychiatry would have literally left me to die.

my medication cocktail prior to psych jail over the holidays was:
Cymbalta - 120mg
Lamictal - 120mg
Doxepin - 100mg
Savella - 50mg

They also had me on a high dose of Aderall but I refused to take it years ago and have since been off of it since 2017 because I knew it was a narcotic.

Now you all know where my teeth went.
 
I'm sorry. I don't know what else to say at this point. I'm sorry I'm so broken that I need to literally rent a loving family as one would a Findom mistress. For what it's worth I've only done the free online courses so they won't be hauling me off to Clearwater anytime soon. And I'm not signing a Billion Year contract either since I'm too fucked up to join the Sea Org. I am going to call a psychiatrist and still get my shit straightened out with psychiatry. But like I said - due to COVID and my current situation it's difficult right now. Please allow me to just have this. Let me feast on my crumbs of free Scientology that my course instructor lovingly sends through my email.

And Sabrina - the medication problem was that I was on Cymbalta and Savella on waaayy too high a dose and I had full blown serotonin syndrome because psychiatry would have literally left me to die.

my medication cocktail prior to psych jail over the holidays was:
Cymbalta - 120mg
Lamictal - 120mg
Doxepin - 100mg
Savella - 50mg

They also had me on a high dose of Aderall but I refused to take it years ago and have since been off of it since 2017 because I knew it was a narcotic.

Now you all know where my teeth went.
Yeah we know what Adderal is - amphetamine. Unlike Abilify it actually IS the equivalent of a scheduled street drug. Good for people who need it, very very bad for people who don't. Adderal can actually cause paranoid psychotic episodes in people with no history of psychological problems. They're abusing it in pretty much all cases, though. Whether it's good for you, only you can really answer but I doubt that not being on it has contributed to your current state.

As for the others, earlier on you had mentioned that you were taken off of all of the meds that "worked." So Cymbalta and Savella dosages were too high and your antipsychotics weren't enough to counter that, which causes serotonin syndrome. Now they're not on your list of current meds so they have been discontinued. But the question was, what combination of meds "worked"? Obviously this list that sent you into psych jail did not work, what was working before then, or was this combination appearing to work before it made you manic?
 
Yeah we know what Adderal is - amphetamine. Unlike Abilify it actually IS the equivalent of a scheduled street drug. Good for people who need it, very very bad for people who don't. Adderal can actually cause paranoid psychotic episodes in people with no history of psychological problems. They're abusing it in pretty much all cases, though. Whether it's good for you, only you can really answer but I doubt that not being on it has contributed to your current state.

As for the others, earlier on you had mentioned that you were taken off of all of the meds that "worked." So Cymbalta and Savella dosages were too high and your antipsychotics weren't enough to counter that, which causes serotonin syndrome. Now they're not on your list of current meds so they have been discontinued. But the question was, what combination of meds "worked"? Obviously this list that sent you into psych jail did not work, what was working before then, or was this combination appearing to work before it made you manic?

None of them, Sabrina. None of the meds "worked". They helped me repress very painful memories. That's how they "worked." They did nothing in the way of helping me actually process those memories. Neither did therapy. A therapist working on my Medicare's dime does not want to hear about my shit.

And I'm so sorry about this. But you know what worked? The Tech. The Tech is proof that capitalism actually fucking works. And capitalism is proof that Scientology works. The fact that there is this mid-level marketing religion full of people who ONLY want to hear MY SHIT, even though they might blackmail me with that shit later, is comforting to me. You think the Trans Lifeline is going to bombard my emails asking if I'm okay? You think any psychiatrist is going to give me this kind of service? I signed that contract with them in 2009 and they still check up on me. My psychiatrist didn't even give me a phone call to tell me he was quitting. He didn't even give a two weeks notice that he was quitting to the office he fucking worked for. And that's suppressive as fuck. Also that psychiatrist watched as my teeth rotted out and my face fell off and my hair fell out so fuck him anyway. That action was also suppressive as fuck.

The system is broken. But in a weird way...Scientology isn't. I think Scientology as a whole has changed in 2021. I think LRH was right. Somewhere along the line he repented, and so did Scientology.

You think my doctors at psych jail bothered to call to see how I was holding up? You think the doctor they assigned me calls me up to see how I'm doing. No. She fucking hung up the phone on me the day before yesterday. CoS? Emails me multiple times a day. Hand typed messages. I know I'm still an Illegal PC but I need their comfort right now. I told you all I'm still working on finding a better psychiatrist to get my shit straightened out and readjust my medication in a safe manner. But for now I'm just high on the Tech. Because it's just a lot easier saying "Ma'am, I've been Suppressed on my 2nd Dynamic" then it is to talk about childhood trauma in real people language to some essentially public servant who is not paid well enough to hear about it. And there you have it. Even if they only care about my money...at least they care. I'm so fucking sorry but LRH was there for me when no one else was.
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No need to apologize, and I'm not judging you either. You're doing what's responsible in seeing a new psych, and the system sucks. Some of your comments sounded like you were taken off some meds that you needed and couldn't get them prescribed again. Meds won't do anything for your trauma either. Only therapy can do that, and it feels good to talk to CoS because they're agreeing with you and telling you that you can do better.

However, CoS is primarily a business, and obviously a cult, and this is what they do. Their numbers are declining and they're desperate for members. It does feel good to talk to people who at least pretend to care after trying to get anything done in US healthcare, even for people who have private insurance. It can't really hurt to talk to whomever and main problem with CoS is they'll encourage you not to take any meds because crazy people are easier to manipulate. Remember that when you talk to them. They want you to stay sick so you'll keep buying into their bullshit.

I have to look more into kratoms mechanism of action because I don't *believe* that its alkaloids are reuptake inhibitors but anything that elevates mood can interact with other drugs that do the same and push people into full-blown mania/psychosis. Have you been open with your kratom and weed use with your providers in the past? If you haven't, believe me I totally understand why not. In any case, the site that any decent prescriber uses to look up interactions is epocrates.com Sign up and say your profession is "other" and check it out.
 
Okay, first-time poster, long-time lurker. Even then, I've never posted on any forum before, despite being exposed to the culture/formatting of a forum.

WARNING: FAGGOTY ANTICS AND SADSACK-ERY

Anyway- I have been obsessed with Shmorky since before their fall from grace when I was a confused, edgy, wanton little greaseball who hated school and loved weed. I was absolutely infatuated with them, their art, their voice. I admired them so much and loved seeing their prosperity on Tumblr, where I discovered them. I related to them, I was enticed by their humor, loved their random cardboard comics. I resent never having bought a piece when I had the chance (mY mOm DiDnT lEt Me UsE hEr DeBiT cArD :(!!!!). They were a huge inspiration in leading me to embrace myself and just keep making content, no matter what. Keep yourself moving, ideas will flow, with the more you create and share, you'll be successful. Not famous, happy.

When I fell out of touch with Tumblr and the internet in general to address personal matters in mid-2015; I was out of the loop for awhile, until about two years ago. I revisited my old blog and the people I followed. I was elated to refind Shmork, but it fell short quickly after I saw what had happened. I was devastated.

Unfortunately, I'm not surprised. I have my own mental/emotional burdens to bear and it can get out of hand. At times, it's difficult to maintain and keep at bay. Of course, if you don't 'keep your course of moderation' whilst in the 'waves of mass temptation', you'll drown in more than just public guilt. (KUDOS to those who know what song I'm referencing.) One will never get better. The urge to sin will grow and be one's downfall, Shmork being a prime example. Sometimes, it feels too good, everything's going too well. In this case, I'm glad they got caught. Doesn't mean they deserve to die, but they do need to face reality and accept help.

Not too long ago, I found their gumroad and bought all they had to offer. 8-10 dollars were spent, I was silently hoping they'd reach out (of course, silence) but I just wanted them to know there's still hope. Maybe my money went to the dirt, maybe its trapped in bank account limbo, who knows? (Conrad, any insight?)

Since revisitng Shmorky and combing through the thread, page by page, I still feel thirst for the knowledge of Shmorky's well-being. Alas, that will never happen.

I'll speak to Josie instead: I want to let you know that Shmorky doesn't have to be a part of you. You can move forward and learn from your mistakes. Realize that you can never get caught doing bad things if you don't do them. You don't have to feed your demon to compensate for a failed attempt of exorcising it, just remember that you are in control. You. Not your urges, not your carnal desires, not your insatiated hunger for sinful behavior. Josie, you can overcome this. I believe in you! You aren't alone, even if it feels like it. Lonliness is just a state of mind, remember.


edit: sorry for being a fag, will kms interfrastically
 
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No need to apologize, and I'm not judging you either. You're doing what's responsible in seeing a new psych, and the system sucks. Some of your comments sounded like you were taken off some meds that you needed and couldn't get them prescribed again. Meds won't do anything for your trauma either. Only therapy can do that, and it feels good to talk to CoS because they're agreeing with you and telling you that you can do better.

However, CoS is primarily a business, and obviously a cult, and this is what they do. Their numbers are declining and they're desperate for members. It does feel good to talk to people who at least pretend to care after trying to get anything done in US healthcare, even for people who have private insurance. It can't really hurt to talk to whomever and main problem with CoS is they'll encourage you not to take any meds because crazy people are easier to manipulate. Remember that when you talk to them. They want you to stay sick so you'll keep buying into their bullshit.

I have to look more into kratoms mechanism of action because I don't *believe* that its alkaloids are reuptake inhibitors but anything that elevates mood can interact with other drugs that do the same and push people into full-blown mania/psychosis. Have you been open with your kratom and weed use with your providers in the past? If you haven't, believe me I totally understand why not. In any case, the site that any decent prescriber uses to look up interactions is epocrates.com Sign up and say your profession is "other" and check it out.
This rebrand of Scientology they have done is just working for me though. And for the record I HAVE a private secondary insurance it just doesn't pay shit. And I've never fully trusted any psychiatrists after my experiences as a small child. You say they are "Providers", but what have they provided me with? Missing teeth, brain damage, shot out heart, shot out kidneys, shot out face. Someone please explain to me why this dead science fiction writer is giving me more insight into my own schizoaffective disorder than any of my "Providers" have in the past? Because I'm gonna tell you - this makes perfect sense to me. I am out of sequence. My time track is out of sequence due to my repressed memories hence CPTSD and Schizoaffective disorder leading to Dissociation leading to Lunacy - in the words of LRH. Dead read head alien sailor man seems to get me a lot more than my psychiatrists do and his followers seem to care about me a lot more than my psychiatrists too. I'm kind of running out of reasons to stop pursuing this avenue at this point.

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The NY Org warned me this would happen in 2010. They knew I would wind up with schizoaffective disorder if I didn't change my ways and BOOM here we are 11 years later. I would say the NY Org definitely had the last laugh in my situation. I'm schizoaffective and in a state of lunacy. Why? Because I should have gotten my act together in 2010. 2010 watch it go to fire. But I can only move forward as my Lunatic self now. Pass those Lunatic reacts everyone.

@dirtybandaid I just want to let you know I've read your post and I have a lot to say about it, but I've been taking a course with the CoS that has me re-doing Dianetics Auditing in my own brain right now again and I've been in Preclear Spin all day and am not all that coherent right now. I know that none of you know what I just said but basically I'm handling my own repressed memories right now from when I was 5 years old and saw my first psychiatrist and this is all very traumatic for me. I'm not in present time right now as it is, but I will personally self-Audit and meditate on this to recall these memories from 2015 for you because I know exactly what you're talking about and have a lot to say about it. Stay tuned everyone, because I'm on a fucking journey right now.

DOUBLE EDIT: I feel like this should be it's own post but it's Null's roof so Null's rules, no double posting. I feel it should be said that I am personally rooting for Josie. Shmorky - you can shed the Strawman, Strawoman, or Strawklurf. I did it, so can you. I will not be crit of Josie's actions henceforth. Like I said I had been in communication with Shmorky (now going under Josie) in January after my nervous breakdown about the prospect of Biden's America. As the example I gave earlier states - I watched my Lord be crucified and Shmorky offered a shoulder to be the Virgin Mary for a minute. I don't mean that literally, I mean that metaphorically. And for a moment though, Shmorky and I both wept for his crucifixion and made amends with each other.

I legitimately want Shmorky to be able to one day face themselves in a mirror again and know they have repented for the things they have done unto others and have Cursed the Works that have been done unto them. And they were a lot of Evil Works. I met Shmorky's family. I've seen their living situation. I know their life's story. I was one of very few people that Shmorky let into their personal private life. And I was the one who was doing unauthorized Auditing sessions on them to recover memories of horrible abuse that had been done unto them without knowing how to properly close out the Auditing session by telling them to "Come to Present Time". That's when they took my meds away so I guess all in all Shmorky was just getting even with me. I'm glad I can finally take responsibility for my role in our mutual nervous breakdowns. Because love is a two way street and we were both two schizos (even though Shmorky is definitely more Anti-Social Personality Disorder (no pun intended) than I, the superior Schizoaffective CPTSD Autist) barreling down the fucking road in quantum tanks.

And that's what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object. That's what happens when the most Suppressive Person on Earth meets their own personal Ethics Department.

You get Josie. You get a fresh start in life, Shmorky. Use it. Something can be done about it, Shmorky.

PS: If you're legitimately wondering how I'm doing, I did call my social worker today and asked them to help me find a doctor. Even if I did do it while surfing the waves underneath the Bridge to Total Freedom.
 
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"Josie" is a new alias of Shmorky. It would be nice if @Sir Conrad of Jersey or @dirtybandaid could post proof of this new name. We have no idea how @dirtybandaid found out that Shmorky is now going by Josie.

Unless @dirtybandaid is some kind of wierd Shmorky sock account, here to interact with his ex and try to force a redemption arc.
I told you - Shmorky reached out to ME after I guess witnessing my nervous breakdown from a far. Their new alias is Josie. I don't know if that's meant to replace their chosen name, which was Daisy, or just an internet alias. I truly don't know. But like I said earlier - they told me things that only Shmorky and I had discussed with each other, in person, in complete private. You folks already know what Shmorky and I's "pillow talk" was like, but this was a very serious conversation we had had alone with each other one day that nobody else would have known about because I myself did not reveal it to anyone. And yes, it was the day they told me their middle name on their actual Birth Certificate was Rothschild.

I realize that this could have been the actions of a classic Narcissist just getting me to believe shit because they knew I was schizo enough to fall for it. But this was an actual conversation Shmorky and I had as we parted ways in 2016. I realize this may have just been the Pick Up Artistry Neg of a Pickup Artist who dealt exclusively in schizos, and maybe what they were trying to say was "Bitch, you just gave up the rightful heir to the Rothschild fortune" in their own weird language of pathological lies that I had come to know from Shmorky.

But that conversation was brought up. And in a weird way...I knew it Shmorky's apology to me. They didn't actually say they were sorry. The word "sorry" simply does not exist in Shmorky's vocabulary. At least it didn't the entire time we knew each other. But...it's the closest thing to an "I'm Sorry" from Shmorky that I'll ever get, and I accept their apology. That's why I'm not going to post screenshots of any of their new sock accounts. Shmorky's debt to me is paid. All I wanted was an apology...and in their own weird way they gave me one. And to them I give forgiveness.

To err is human. To forgive is Divine. To truly repent and take responsibility for one's actions is even more Divine than that. If that makes me an utter madman, so be it.
 
Conrad I hope you get the help that you need, at least your current situation is better than just swallowing a bunch of pills in cambodia.

It sounds like that psych ward 50 year old named David who gave you "touch assists" under the table and wanted to harvest your eggs was just an insane pervert though, you can find a better pseudo family than a scientology cult or an old crippled man in a psych jail.
 
:off-topic: I had a nightmare, where Shmorky and Dobson kills me in a very gruesome, diaperable and inflatable way.
 
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Both of these accounts are pretty similar to those multiple Twitter sock accounts Dave set up to retweet his art with. Nothing special on either accounts. All this Twitter account does is retweet pictures of random girls and gets mad at the internet
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Alright, fair and square - you guessed it. This was one of their socks. They had several "Josie" sock accounts they were reaching out to me with. The one they used to reach out to me with they immediately since deleted, as they told me they would at the conclusion of our conversation.

Understand - they had expressed to me that their only wish left in this world was to die. And truth be told, that was their ultimate wish half the time when I was with them. Shmorky has been in a state of slow suicide even during his "glory days" when he was still at SA. Shmorky has been a broken person since they were LITERALLY IN DIAPERS. Why do you think Shmorky even has a diaper fetish? That's the kind of Engram load they're working with. And we should all learn to have a little sympathy, if not empathy.

I just felt someone had to share Shmorky's good deed. They did a genuinely good deed. That was the first step to not only their repentence but my own.

The last communication I had ever sent to Shmorky was on the night of Trump winning the election. It was just a picture of Trump's smiling face saying "looks like you're fucked now."

And then 4 years later, I hath watched my Lord be crucified. (I mean this metaphorically). And then I was fucked. And as I wept with my fellow Apostles and ran to Old Mother Hubbard for shelter from the Pharisee, Shmorky came down like the Virgin Mary to comfort me, despite how cruel my last communication to them had been, and for a moment we both wept at the crucifixion of our Lord and the uncertainty that was to come for me in Biden's America and the uncertainty Shmorky just has in their daily life. And then they ascended body and soul back to Twitter. (I mean this also metaphorically)

For a moment, we were the Two Witnesses of Revelations 11. We witnessed each other both at our worst and out our best. I think that was the lesson the 888 Man was trying to teach me in psych jail. I don't know though, I'm actually reading that book I posted the image of and I have accepted that I don't even know if I know what I know.

But Shmorky was once again on the verge of suicide - you know what I did? Talked them out of it. Made sure they were okay and that they could do what they needed to do to survive.

I did something about it. That was my first step with making things right with both my own Immortal Soul, and The Ethics Department.

*Cue Jean Valjean's Soliloquy*
 
Alright, fair and square - you guessed it. This was one of their socks. They had several "Josie" sock accounts they were reaching out to me with. The one they used to reach out to me with they immediately since deleted, as they told me they would at the conclusion of our conversation.

Understand - they had expressed to me that their only wish left in this world was to die. And truth be told, that was their ultimate wish half the time when I was with them. Shmorky has been in a state of slow suicide even during his "glory days" when he was still at SA. Shmorky has been a broken person since they were LITERALLY IN DIAPERS. Why do you think Shmorky even has a diaper fetish? That's the kind of Engram load they're working with. And we should all learn to have a little sympathy, if not empathy.

I just felt someone had to share Shmorky's good deed. They did a genuinely good deed. That was the first step to not only their repentence but my own.

The last communication I had ever sent to Shmorky was on the night of Trump winning the election. It was just a picture of Trump's smiling face saying "looks like you're fucked now."

And then 4 years later, I hath watched my Lord be crucified. (I mean this metaphorically). And then I was fucked. And as I wept with my fellow Apostles and ran to Old Mother Hubbard for shelter from the Pharisee, Shmorky came down like the Virgin Mary to comfort me, despite how cruel my last communication to them had been, and for a moment we both wept at the crucifixion of our Lord and the uncertainty that was to come for me in Biden's America and the uncertainty Shmorky just has in their daily life. And then they ascended body and soul back to Twitter. (I mean this also metaphorically)

For a moment, we were the Two Witnesses of Revelations 11. We witnessed each other both at our worst and out our best. I think that was the lesson the 888 Man was trying to teach me in psych jail. I don't know though, I'm actually reading that book I posted the image of and I have accepted that I don't even know if I know what I know.

But Shmorky was once again on the verge of suicide - you know what I did? Talked them out of it. Made sure they were okay and that they could do what they needed to do to survive.

I did something about it. That was my first step with making things right with both my own Immortal Soul, and The Ethics Department.

*Cue Jean Valjean's Soliloquy*
So this is just your blog now? Neat. Content.
 
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Alright, fair and square - you guessed it. This was one of their socks. They had several "Josie" sock accounts they were reaching out to me with. The one they used to reach out to me with they immediately since deleted, as they told me they would at the conclusion of our conversation.
Thanks for confirming. I guess these tweets make more sense now
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But Shmorky was once again on the verge of suicide - you know what I did? Talked them out of it. Made sure they were okay and that they could do what they needed to do to survive.
You did a good deed. A dead cow cannot provide milk for the farmers.
 
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Who the fuck is Josie?
Who are the Pussycats?

I told you - Shmorky reached out to ME after I guess witnessing my nervous breakdown from a far. Their new alias is Josie. I don't know if that's meant to replace their chosen name, which was Daisy, or just an internet alias. I truly don't know. But like I said earlier - they told me things that only Shmorky and I had discussed with each other, in person, in complete private.
You are in no position to judge anything. You're in the middle of a floridly psychotic episode. Even you know this, because even in your state, you're intelligent enough to know you've completely lost your shit. You are in such bad shape that even you know you'd benefit from an in-patient stay. As much as you're hugging this fucking Scientology bullshit, you know even psychs are better than whatever the fuck it is you're currently doing.
 
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