In 2026, I attempted suicide twice on the same day, once with a boxcutter, and once I drove out half way to a cliff where I was going to jump. Oddly enough, the bleeding on my throat made me realize that no one was going to rent me a room that way in the mountains (or anywhere). I drove home and the next day the police showed up at my door.
I was living with unmedicated depression that couldn't be medicated, I thought my religious institution and family had pushed me aside, and I had realized that I am so different than anyone else that there is really no place for me in this world. I was ready to die.
Then there was my autism and enough illnesses that I was always in pain and/or sick. With my autism, I was able to think in ways that allowed me to create several unique things including a new form of Maths... and no one would listen to my ideas because I did not graduate in maths. I created the first style in art that you see on this site.
I have written novels, and had many other ideas that have gone nowhere. Although I can meet women, I don't connect with anyone, women or men, for longer than an hour.