The product of close to two years' worth of journaling, this is a tale of an ongoing struggle in one man's mind. Not able to afford therapy, Harlan Grady does the next best thing. Sits down at his laptop and let's his troubled mind vent to the printed page. No appointments, but whenever the need is great, the pseudo-couch is open for business and the keyboard is his doctor. No filters, no holding back, this is like throwing up - get it all out. This is a one-way conversation with an imaginary psychiatrist, as Harlan struggles to get it all out, figure it all out, put it all together and, hopefully, fix it. Make it work. His wife, his mother, his kids, his relatives, his friends. They are all here. His troubles. His fears. His loves. His secrets... This is undoubtedly one of the strangest works of psychological fiction ever written, because it seems so real. It gives the reader the chance to be the therapist, to be the judge, and to be the target. Nothing is sacred; this is an out-and-out, bare bones, unfettered pouring out of the heart and soul of a fellow who does not know where to turn, yet continues to function as if nothing is wrong. His peers have no idea what is really going on in his life, which makes it all the more creepy and chilling. To follow is the twisted journey of this troubled but intelligent and resourceful fellow. He is a survivor and a loser, he is defeatist and a winner, he is at once extremely intelligent and amazingly stupid. And the road goes on forever. He writes what he feels, and there are times when he is actually someone else. He writes in the first and third person: sometimes as "I" and sometimes as "we." And sometimes as "you," as if he is actually giving direction and/or teaching a lesson to someone else completely. He is genius, he is insane, he is idiot, he is noble. He is all over the place and at the same time totally contained in his own little capsule. You will read of joy, despair, love and hate, depression and regression. You will see anger, love, peace, turmoil, confusion and distraction. You will see mayhem and chaos, and structure and solidity. Above all, though, throughout, you will see hope. Hope often crushed and blotted and trashed, but hope that always shines through. The journey begins. This tale will run for approximately three years, from it's inception in late August of 2011 until the present day.