Thank you, dear Steemian. Your visit is most appreciated.
I must warn you that this sojourn with me may not be easy. Your own sanity is not guaranteed. Yes this is, also, about sanity; however that may be defined by diagnoses inadvertently thrown with precise aim at ones heart of hearts.
Yesterday they chased me with a needle; tied me to a chair. Look, these bruises are my witness. Admittedly my thin skin bruises easily. I tend to display my wounds to others - it's just part of my innocent pathology. Beware; my inner wounds are also on display, forever haunting my soul with their frantic demon dance. Go! Go away. They will touch you. Burn you! No stay. Please stay.
Who knows when they will let me out, or when I will allow myself the freedom to safely dance with my demons.
Here is a sneak preview of what's to come from my horror movie so far, not necessarily in chronological order. Delivery is not certain but follow me 
Into the abyss . On the hour . Breast feeding . Smoke gets in my eyes . May I have some cake . Hot coffee . The joker . Nurse Igor . Microcosm . Smuggling toothpicks . Padded walls . Catch 22 . Failed escape . Lemmings . ? . Coming clean . ?
02 - Coming clean - https://steemit.com/life/@anura/letters-from-the-madhouse-coming-clean