Was an appreciated-by-clients tech trainer for a local university till sociopathic boss' insanity (& HR & useless effing union & psych drugs) drove me out. Previously to that: tech support x3. I was also a design specialist in a training department of corporate america for almost two years and enjoyed that as well (except for being laid off). Currently: Unemployed on disability. PTSD, mildly autistic. Live with two cats (male fatty mutt & female tiny Maine Coon; both loudmouths). Living in hellhole, conservative, small minded town, in craptastic row house I shouldn't have bought (thanks, psych drugs!).
I enjoy reading/watching science fiction, writing (I'm your typical "maybe I could write a space epic" half-wanna-be author), doing photography (Photoshop is the tool I know best), and, if I had the money and motivation, many other art forms. The only positive effect of the 5 years of psych drugs was a brief period of high prolificness (?) in photography and music (SSRI made me act on impulses). All else about drugs was horrific. Off them, my existence has recovered some tolerability but I'm still suffering long term withdrawal effects, such as inability to act on/follow-through on impulses (opposite effect of being unable to filter/inhibit myself while on SSRI).
The last 7 years of my life were wasted by the actions of others. The entire lifetime I had prior to that was damaged by abuses I suffered as a person with "learning disabilities" that were undiagnosed and unaccommodated (ie: "it's all your fault/bad attitude"). School was therefore a disaster, except for classes I chose for myself (which I then excelled in). Things won't get back on track till I can move the hell out if this hellhole town/house. I'm not getting much music done due to physical issues (more thank yous to psych drugs) and noise/heat inherent in this location. Actually, I mostly just sit in the living room with my iPhone, reading the Internet, because I'm the most unmotivated when alone (which is almost all the time). I know no local artists or musicians and my only friends are long distances away. Whee!
I have/Am an insomniac so just incase anyone thinks "WTF is that guy one of G.A.Romero's extras or what!?!" Nah, I just do not sleep much without ketamine shots. So not far off running on zombie auto-pilot to be honest