I was born and raised in Shreveport, Louisiana. I've been told that as soon as I learned how to walk and talk, I became an entertainer. Since then, I haven't been able to sit down or shut up. I have acted on stage, been in regularly performing bands, was a popular radio personality, and an occasional public speaker. In other words, if I don't have an audience to constantly validate my existence, I become an emotional morgue. Thank you for being here.
Well, it's about me, duh, but it's also about other people, and maybe you. This podcast is basically me releasing pressure from my brain. I have a life-long history of trauma, abuse, and mental illness; and I am still currently struggling... boy am I struggling. I hope my stories can connect with someone having similar issues. Even though there's a lot of us neuro-spicy people out there, we feel alone in our suffering a lot of times. Just knowing someone else can relate is a huge thing. We'll laugh, we'll cry, we'll scream.
Most recently, after the catastrophic end to an equally damaging relationship with a covert malignant narcissist, I have been suffering with Narcissistic Abuse Syndrome, sometimes called Post Narcissistic Stress Disorder. It has fucked me up on unimaginable levels. It's not a very well-understood condition, so I hope to shed some light on it with my stories. I hope that someone hears them and understands that it isn't just them and that they aren't alone.
This is also an open letter to my friends and family. As I write this, I have cut myself off from everyone who fits that description for the better part of three years, become completely self-isolated, and fallen into a rather awful depression. I need to tell them what the fuck is up with all that, and I want them to know I'm, you know, still alive... hence the name... of... the... you know what, let's move on.
First off... Rude. Secondly, because it's my podcast, and I'm rather unique. It's like this. I have had a painful past, and I deal with some pretty dark and serious issues on the daily. However, because I deal with pain through laughter, here we are. Remember... You can't spell slaughter without laughter.
Basically, I have a lot of goofy ideas, and I want to do something completely ME; so this is a self-deprecating, unhinged ADHD, fever-dream of a podcast. It will have many serious moments that might make you feel a feeling, but I will keep it as random, irreverent, vulgar, smart, and gut-bustingly hilarious as any other batshit stoner lunatic would. :kisses:
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