Hym "You know... It funny to me that you
don't feel that you need to tolerate horrific violence... But that I DO have to tolerate weaponized schizophrenia and the theft of my
work... So you know what? I'll meet you in the middle! I'll tolerate the horrific violence and the weaponized schizophrenia and the pressure slowly building in my skull... It's getting hard to breathe as I move and
work... Milking that lymph node under my jaw doesn't quite
work to relieve the pressure as well any more... Neither does messaging my Vegas nerve... But I'll tolerate it... For now. And HOPEFULLY... HOPEFULLY... One will solve the other,
right?
Like, the horrific violence will solve both the weaponized schizophrenia AND my brain. Right? And then we won't have to tolerate ANY OF IT! That would be great!
Like if the horrific violence kept coming after you until both you come here to treat what is happening to my brain... And then you come
clean about the weaponized schizophrenia. That would be wonderful."