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_INTRODUCTION

Dobar Dan and Robin Ivetić sam i ja sam gay, well I'm not, but the beginning of the story is not a bad introduction. This I am forced to write a piece of paper “satellites”, that we do not provide the option of writing in Word or LibreOffice (writer), with all those nice options, changing fonts, setup chapter, headers, etc.. What ago “satellite” is of course a fuck, but slowly we'll get to the finish line , Only if you stay with me for a while. On the move I was forced, Your life in our beautiful from day to day “better”, Of course this is ironic, worse, The reason is only one small private revenge. But let's start from the beginning. Sometime late 1998 g. I met my former non-wedding wife with whom I have a son, that I was born about 2 g. after we met. At Christmas 2000 g. in the fierce domestic argument where there were only, of throwing plates, meals, etc.. caused her “serious bodily injury”, so says the police report. Only one dull statistic to me to mark the next ten years of my past life, from today's perspective, probably also nearby and distant future. Of course, the very act of the non-famous figure and really did not want this to happen, but I only average Croatian cunt that he had to pay ibrother-paid day, “we see” official institutions.

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We as a couple we were then officially and unofficially met and parted several times, I do not want to go into details, because of that person's not writing this story, which I hope will turn into a blog. My problems started somewhere 2006 g. , when I received in a psychiatric institution, to rib, exactly 3 times (control rib), from 2006-2007 g. All 3 times I came personally to login (check point). The official diagnosis “sum sum rum” all my 3 departure with ribs that. otpusna letter is paranoid schizophrenia, So one lovely formal diagnosis F20, F21, F22, F23, behind which hides a bunch of crap and shit that came up to say Milan M. “people only a few years for us”. The reason why I came to the rib is the fear that someone will kill, hurt, people are watching me, I have voices in your head. Check-in psihijtarijsku institution of course there are the unofficial part, person loses credibility, Not more accountable, ma let him your story, loss of friends closer or further round of acquaintance. That's why I lost a few good jobs in their careers, and his great love, which at the time I thought it was the right one (The truth is that I lost a lot before), and now we're going to try to turn on the one side an informal, behind which in fact should be true. Sorry this is my story and probably is subjective, but pay you your own web hosting, you always have the possibility of posting on this page.

We're just getting buried under the surface in the past, somewhere 2001 g. (1 g. after domestic violence) one with me dear person in society, occurred one bizarre act. Sitting on “cugi” she started talking about someone to man a couple tables away, how is he awesome gangster, and I saw it just fucks-on booze. Shortly after this event, we sat in the car and after 200 m I felt one fuck-but a good fear, from which I could literally drive, and I frantically pulled off the road, because I was trembling with fear. The act at the time I quickly forgot, and I'm not paying attention to the same. Remember this “fuck-but a good fear”, one of a number of 2006 g. in my life. Listening to a few years ago on the radio, that resolving people in a psychiatric institution , in effect “siva area” with us, but also the wider international stories. We will not mention names, but in our beautiful come to mind 2-3 official events, which are retreating in newspapers, and I thought in my head goes, “look at yourself first”, hehehe, we'll get something later. Unfortunately I totally anonymous, but this is the only way to tell my side of the story, because I have no one, to hear, a people called “opinion furnace”, who post what you have to tell, and I think it really worth something, so I had to pay and fuck-even Web Hosting.

Each time after exiting from a psychiatric institution was awarded to drugs, who made me the person lives, or it is not you, you're just not your, usually function in a way that your life is reduced to sitting in front of the monitor, without feeling, nothing, perhaps the best description of the ECG, straight line and guessed, or that I may boast, guess what, I still had voices in my head, not so much now, but it is because I do not take medication, hehehe, but I at least the part, idemo be sarcastic and cynical, one small part of the brain in his head about 30%, still his, Robin fucking Ivetić.

Period dungeons and solitude in my life under medication lasted 5-6 g. At that time I spent a pack of cigarettes per day, staring at the monitor 15 h na and. Avalanche of events known to run, my attempts to get away with medication, gradually or abruptly (how am-era like to say as cold turkey). it seems to me that it was 2- 3 attempts moving with drugs, when we started to happen strange things, as random pains, literally literally all over the body, so I had a phase when I spent a bunch of money at the time, which of course were negative in all. As a result,, something good is spawned in all this, as a recreational sport, I removed the cigarette, somewhere 2013 g I completely removed from drugs and guessed again, Fucking opened a whole Pandora's box euphoria and shit, that are happening to me by the body randomično on a daily basis. This before we have to complement with another information, when I found out on the net that are identical shit happen not only to me, but the whole pile of people, who have the same symptoms as me and we must honestly, who were or perhaps "NO" even in a psychiatric institution. There is snapped in me, because it can not happen to you all identical “euphoria”, as well as others, it may not be a problem in you then man, It's like we're all in a cult, where people are driven by the same idea, or as if I were one of the fanatic fans of a band (the group), held by the same fanaticism, fuck that, it is simply not true hehehe, but again leave little chance, that I wanted to be identified with some. He moved out with drugs, and by studying the matter, as I said before, started to happen strange things, such as, hmmm, perhaps to go what I do not fuck all over the body, but we're going to catch the beginning. On a daily basis there is no sleep, have pain randomly all over his body and he was fucking head-on is the primary interest “your friends”. I'll try not to go into technical details, but sometimes I digress, I will not tinker in detail about physics, or one particular part of the field of physics, but I'll probably go astray in Informatics. ie. areas that I do now, but one 16g. I just know that in physics “fucking fuck-not” Hertz, which again fucked my hearts hehehe.