A witty survival story of mental health, magical thinking, spies in church & faith. Humor meets chaos in one unforgettable Sunday. 🙏
☎️ When Hell Calls at 6 AM
If I had known how my Sunday would start, I would’ve tossed my phone straight out the window. But no, I answered. And boom — HELL was unleashed at 6 a.m. sharp. Not even church could stop the chaos (though I still went, because, well… promises are promises).
🎩 Playing the Magician (Again)
One of my biggest life vows has always been: never manipulate anyone, always speak the truth. But sometimes, survival bends even the strongest promises. When someone’s mind is hijacked by hallucinations, delusions, and manic energy, you can’t reason with pure logic.
So yes, I fought magic with magic. 🪄
Replace destructive hallucinations with safer illusions, and suddenly you buy precious time until real treatment kicks in. Think of it as swapping a chainsaw for a plastic knife — still dangerous, but survivable.
💡 Mental Health Tip: Don’t try this at home unless it’s to protect loved ones in a crisis on another phone line. Real healing requires professionals, a plan of care, and a strong support network.
⛪ Church: God, Spies & Dirty Coffee
And then… church. A place of peace? Not quite. More like the season finale of a spy drama. 🎬
Front row: Mihailov, the eternal narcissist. Same greasy hair, always dressed in blinding white, acting like he’s auditioning for “Saint Narcissus: The Musical.” Colonial vibes included. Honestly, I wouldn’t put it past him to poison the communion wine just by merely passing by. ☠️
Back row: me, my God, and my prayers. Because here’s the truth — I don’t avoid church for God. I avoid it for people like him.
But then there was the Giant. 🕵️♂️
Tall, professional, unreadable. A master of his role. So good that even I almost invited him for coffee (until paranoia whispered: “Remember who touched the cup first!”).
Hey Giant, were you following me? Because trust me — I was watching you too. 😉
🙏 Prayers Among Madness
So there I was, surrounded by spies, narcissists, and magical thinking on all sides. Basically, Netflix would pay millions for this script.
And yet, in the middle of all that chaos, I still prayed. ✨
- For peace 🕊️
- For my friend, fighting cancer and delirium. 💛 🎗️
- For myself, my family, my friends, and yes, even my enemies 🙌
- For the world — because Lord knows we all need protection
I lit a candle for my dead loved ones, because their souls can whisper louder to God than I ever could.
🙌 Final Thoughts
So thank you, God, for listening. 🙏
Please, keep crazy Mihailov far, far away — and protect the Giants out there who fight silently, with intelligence and strength.
Some Sundays start with spies and chaos… yet they can still go on with hope. 💡✨