Any Psychiatrists out here?

With all the physical health problems discussed on here, I wonder if there are any mental health "experts" out there?

Heck, I'd take 5 cents and Lucy behind the box at this point.

So, let me know.

And please share your stories and problems.

I would but I can't really describe my mental problems right now. As soon as I can, I will.

 

Come on, Spicoli this is your chance to explain why you live in Springfield, MA and claim all of this Hull-surf action and all these trips to San Francisco and Alabama.

Maybe someone on here can help you.

Also, y'all who talk on here, way above your ability levels, can examine why it is you do this and that.

Why do you guys like talking aboot your sticks so much?

Is it related to phallus-like objects and ignored Oedipus Complexes or complexi?

And why do you blame all of your problems on your stick, hence your pen!s and related mother issues?

And why do people sell things on here so much? Is it for the dollars or is there something deeper, like, " Hey look at what I own?"

There's a lot to explore here people.

And why do you people get injured so much? Dudes get hurt less at Shipstern's.

 

I have a real problem with boredom. Like, I equate being bored with trauma or something. I'm not just bored, and in one of them, "Don't want to do nothing," modes; But Dan Rather, I, like, panic, or something.

It drives me nuts.

I'm even bored when I have plenty of green. And that never happened. Though, I suppose back in the day, I was usually hung over in the mornings....

And then you toke, and it makes you want to just veg.

I'm never hung-over but a thrice times a year anymore.

So, I hate just sitting around.

And a decade ago, I loved just sitting around. I was never bored if I had trees.

But now, I'm bored.

And don't anyone suggest taking-up new hobbies. I've done dope and surfed. What else is more thrilling that that? What's left?

Rock climbing?

And it is so weird how things are so polar in my life. One decade, I'm putting 40,000 miles a year on my Hondas, and the next decade I barely leave Atlantic County. It's like that with everything.

And Atlantic County sucks. Really, it is just getting worse. Every time I bump into someone around here with some level of sophistication, I am surprised.

I mean liquor stores are closing left and right. How is that possible?

 

I've actually have thought of jumping out of a plane for kicks.