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    <title>from &quot;Ten Lives in Mental Illness&quot;</title>
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    <summary>PANIC ATTACKSIn a dream I had a heart attack and forgot how to breathe. Then the dream followed me to my real life and no one would have sex with me. Not even the people I asked nicely. In the...</summary>
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        <name>Ginger</name>
        
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        <![CDATA[<p align="justify">PANIC ATTACKS</p><p align="justify">In a dream I had a heart attack and forgot how to breathe. Then the dream followed me to my real life and no one would have sex with me. Not even the people I asked nicely. In the shower I would shake and shake. In the shower my husband would come in and try to have sex with me, but I did not want his dick. I wanted a row of dicks all filled to their tips with oxygen. I went from shower to bed, to shower to bed, never really getting anywhere.</p><p align="justify">SCHIZOPHRENIA</p><p align="justify">A bunny came to my room and gave me a wish. He was actually part bunny and part man. He had waited for a new head but no one could find him one. His head was enormously large. He had walked into my room and smarted his head on the ceiling. <em>I am all head</em> I said and showed him I had no legs. He smiled and rubbed my tummy with a smooth washcloth and then a coarse one. There was nothing new in the world there at that moment and I assure you there is nothing new now either.</p><h2 align="center"><img width="240" height="240" border="0" align="texttop" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/314SurCoYML._AA240_.jpg" /></h2><h2 align="center"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/1933517247?&amp;camp=212361&amp;creative=380725&amp;linkCode=wey&amp;tag=postcafromt0a-20">Dorothea Lasky. <em>Awe</em>. Wave Books, 2007</a></h2> <h2>&nbsp;</h2>]]>
        
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