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I've been throwing up a lot. I can't tell if it's from anxiety, or some kind of digestion disorder. It gets me pissed off because I can't afford to feed myself after vomiting, so I often go with an empty stomach.
I've been persisting on the same medications for over a year and a half.
In my youth I worked for the US Patent Offices. I had every printed paper patent scanned for me, so that I could make a digital backup in a CAD program. After 8 years of service, I had completely translated all US patents to digital.
I was an architect, as well as an engineer, having designed several houses with blueprints, and built everything from the mini Maglite flashlight which worked on smaller batteries than the flagship, to the V10 Engine placed in the Ferrari Enzo.
I designed software, such as Digital Audio Workstations. I recorded my own music, with my own coded synths, while also doing circuits for guitar player pedals.
I recorded music, and worked with hundreds of musicians.
I used to talk to people with Yahoo! Messenger, MSN Messenger, AOL, and IRC. I spoke directly to many people, as several different usernames.
One day, in April 2005, I attempted suicide. It was after a long talk with [Omitted] and [Omitted]. I told them that one of my usernames was 'dead'. Then, after spending a day with no one talking to me (in which I was told they were holding a funeral for my other username without inviting me), I took a bunch of pills that would alter my consciousness, and went to sleep.
I survived, suffering severe memory loss. I haven't coded anything in almost 20 years, yet I recall an aversion to Python and admiration of C and C++. I can't for the life of me find any information online about myself, or my successes. I have so many memories of me using the internet to the extreme; meeting everyone from TV to film and so on.

Nowadays I say stuff like this, and no one shows enough interest to ask questions. I never get the whole story out, and I get no recognition.