Last Night I Had One of Those Anxiety Attacks

And God was kind enough to help me.

I acutally felt great after listening to a few hours of Southern Gospel music on the Sirius on my tv (it's in the 6000s).

I tried watching this other spiritual program but the lecture was about how God told the Israelites to kill every man, woman and child so that monotheism could flourish and I believe the Israelites didn't listen and this televangelist knew this was "a stern message that (he) know(s) some of you won't want to hear."

That made me vaguely suicidal but the Sirius gospel was much more consolatory and uplifting.

I think the probability is much greater that God was in that music than that God was in the man who was obsessed with the mass murder and its spiritual salubrity.

I thank God, Depakote, Southern Gospel, Valerian and my partner (via telephone: he was working all night) for getting me through a VERY difficult night.

There are a lot of acts with "Family" in their name on that station!

In the morning Lee brought me a sandwich and the best mashed potatoes with carrots and some strange gravy I have ever tasted.

I believe this posting reveals that the blogger you are currently reading may be considered "a social liability."

That's the general idea I'm beginning to get from doctors.

I hope I won't alienate anybody with my admission that I asked God for help, as I realize how "uncool" that is today.

In fact, I believe it's downright "retrograde."

Especially on Blogger.