Brainbomb: A Lurid Story of Bi-Polar Illness Mark Fleming

ISBN: 9781847479334

Published:

Paperback

316 pages


Description

Brainbomb: A Lurid Story of Bi-Polar Illness  by  Mark Fleming

Brainbomb: A Lurid Story of Bi-Polar Illness by Mark Fleming
| Paperback | PDF, EPUB, FB2, DjVu, audiobook, mp3, ZIP | 316 pages | ISBN: 9781847479334 | 9.21 Mb

DescriptionBrainBomb is a novel telling the lurid story of bi-polar illness from the inside. It is related as an ongoing blog, with flashbacks, and deranged fantasies instigated by insomnia. It details the manic highs and terrifying lows of aMoreDescriptionBrainBomb is a novel telling the lurid story of bi-polar illness from the inside. It is related as an ongoing blog, with flashbacks, and deranged fantasies instigated by insomnia. It details the manic highs and terrifying lows of a condition that is much commoner than society would like to think.Most importantly, it is about the light at the end of the tunnel.About the AuthorIn the 70s he loved the Sex Pistols.

In the 80s he loved casual sex and binge-drinking. But in 1987 his mind underwent a meltdown. He found himself in a secure psychiatric ward of the Royal Edinburgh Hospital.Book ExtractThis felt like the ultimate bad acid trip. One moment I was lounging on my bed, gawking at a Siouxsie and the Banshees poster. Next I was screaming my lungs raw while head-butting Siouxsie Sioux.The panic attack was so ferocious it had dissolved my sanity. The depression that had reduced me to a hermit had spiralled out of control. Reality was finally slithering from my grasp. My illness had tapered to this point of extreme delusion.

I was hysterical- babbling nonsense. I was convinced I was undergoing a metamorphosis. I imagined my mind was emptying of all rational thought.I dislodged the poster. Instead I turned my attention to the large mirror on the wall, convinced this was a portal to Hell and I was being inexorably sucked in. All semblance of normality or joy, aspirations or happy memories were exposed as being brittle, meaningless nonentities. My feverish internal ramblings were roaring this truth to me: this was what awaited all of us on the other side- this was what the scribes of every religious persuasion had been scratching and scrabbling around for centuries as they had prophesied the nature of Hell.Part of me was still rebelling against the nonsensical nightmare.

But an equally warped notion entered my mind: the only way to counter all this was to smash the mirror- to destroy this vortex, to shatter the gateway to oblivion.If the cold-blooded shrieking wasnt bad enough, the sight of me smacking my head into a sheet of plate glass scared the living fucking daylights out of my mother and father who had been watching a Two Ronnies video under the impression Id gone to bed hours before.Dad desperately tried to keep me pinned to the floor.

I squirmed, my face purple with bruising, yelling to be left alone to complete my task, to crack the glass.



Enter the sum





Related Archive Books

  1. 04.07.2012Keeper of the Scale
  2. 23.05.2011Averills Party
  3. 11.08.2012RSVP
  4. 18.09.2012Loaded Question


Related Books


Comments

Comments for "Brainbomb: A Lurid Story of Bi-Polar Illness":


hmpress.reader100mbooke.club

©2014-2015 | DMCA | Contact us