It’s been a very long time since I’ve posted anything onto this site, but I feel the need to write about it all the same.
March – May 2019 has been a very harrowing time for me in which my attitude to drugs and crime has been exacerbated.
For a long time during my teens to mid-40’s I had been rather liberal to ambivalent in my outlook on drugs and drug use.
I had admittedly upset quite a number of people on my Facebook page when I complained about what drug use can do to alter people’s minds, and usually not in a positive way and calling for the Australian government to re-introduce the death penalty for anyone who deals in the hard drug market.
On Friday 1st March this year at 3:30am, a deranged woman called Joyce Amelia Smith who was high off her face on either smack or ice came charging into my flat armed with an axe and she smashed the window for the front door with it, then opened the door and smashed down my housemate’s bedroom door and threatened to kill him. She screamed at him for leaving voice messages on her mobile phone ordering her to pay up a debt she owed him, and he had not done it in the most tactful manner either. Joyce tried to get me out of bed as well as I was barricaded in my room and yelled “Dario, come out, you’re a witness to this!” and I just shouted back “This has got nothing to do with me!”
Finally, my housemate threatened to call 000 on her, and she promptly left, leaving shards of glass strewn all over the floor. Five minutes later the police arrived to ask him questions about the break-in, and then they got the forensic detectives in to photograph the scene.
I was pretty shaken, but not shocked. I thought to myself that this was going to happen due to my housemate’s tactless attitude towards women and me and another friend of his Damien gave him a lecture to NEVER threaten a woman with violence over the phone no matter how angry you might be with them.
Joyce was eventually found by the police and promptly arrested and charged for breaking and entering and attempted murder. She has been served with a DVO and ordered to pay restitution for the repairs to the front door and the bedroom door.
As if this was not enough, in late April, I was driving one of my other ex-housemates to a party in Caboolture after picking up a so-called “friend” of hers from McDonald’s in Kangaroo Point. I had been giving her lifts because she had always paid me to take her swimming or shopping or to the doctors. On this occasion, when we picked this other girl up a guy whom I did not know jumped in the car as well and said that he wanted to be taken to the party.
About 90% of the way there, he and the other passenger Chelsea McKinnon started a fight with my ex-housemate and she got up from her seat and started laying into both of them. The guy then smashed the drivers passenger window with a hammer, and I stopped the car and ordered them all out at a service station. I was absolutely furious to say the least. The guy offered to pay me $150 for the window and then he and Chelsea ran off on foot, and told me that they were wanted by police.
I left my former housemate at the service station and drove back to her mother’s place and told her what had happened. She was quite sympathetic towards me, and then I decided to block the housemate from my Facebook profile and messenger after she started getting desperate and uppity with me when I told her to find her own way home. I had had enough of real life drug and crime related dramas and vowed that I would only let my closest friends in the car from then on to give lifts to if they needed to go somewhere. It also put me off Uber driving as well, considering that I had also downgraded my car after my Dad bought the Holden Cruze, which had been purchased by my housemate in July.
My housemate went to Victims Of Crime with me, and we saw a JP about the case on March 1st. He advised us to get both psychological and psychiatric counselling for the mental/emotional anguish we both had suffered. As a result, I had to take some weeks off working with Meals On Wheels due to becoming clumsy, listless and scatterbrained during my shifts as well as feeling very tired and low on energy.
From late April till mid-June, I went on a soul searching crusade. I decided to start revisiting my old psychiatrist and getting psychological help with keeping my mind focused on what I really wanted out of life. For too long, I had been procrastinating and promulgating with what I wanted to be doing with my music, photography and naturist pursuits.
Finally, I put the wise old saying “Never Forget Where You Are Coming From” into action. I started re-attending church with my brother Lee, and also offered to do readings, music and prayer group leadership. I also started to do my model photography again and charge for my services for aspiring models. Two friends of mine in the local naturist movement Kevin Ruhle and Sandra Stewart convinced me to allow them to become co-admins for the Brisbane Naturists group and help me deal with some of the nasty rumours that had been spread about me at places like Balkaz and Pacific Sun Friends in Caboolture and Donnybrook.
Around this time, I also bought a copy of the book “How Life Works” by Andrew Matthews, whose books “Making Friends” and “Being Happy” were of enormous comfort to me back in 1991 when I had a mental breakdown and needed to get my life together. I started reading his books again, and also started reading the Bible again as well as starting to read the Bhagavad Gita and Louise Hay’s books “You Can Heal Your Life” and “Life: Reflections On Your Journey” and listening to Dr. Stephen Covey’s “The 7 Habits Of Highly Effective People” on MP3.
Through a series of mental disciplines, I have started thinking positive and thinking big about my dreams, goals and aspirations. I don’t want to settle for second best in life. Louise Hay taught me an important affirmation in life “I deserve the best and I accept it now”. The more I meditate on this, the more I am starting to move forward with my life. I have started to keep my former housemates at a bit of a distance to focus on my friends in the music and photography and naturist worlds who are willing to help me succeed with what I want to do.
It’s not going to be an easy ride admittedly. But one large journey starts out with one small step, and a step in the right direction. When we manage issues and situations effectively, we lead people.
June is shaping up to be a month of opportunities, and I have a feeling the next couple of months ahead will see things dramatically improve for me from being an obscure nobody to someone who does matter to others.
Most importantly, *I* matter to God. He has plans for me, and the more I give back to the community I think the more the plans will unfurl. I’ve started to attend more Christian events in Brisbane lately such as a workshop on decluttering my life and living conditions, and also want to do the Men’s Rites Of Passage Workshop that has been advertised quite heavily on 96.5 FM (providing it is not too expensive – will have to check it out today).
So, as a surrealist I like to romanticize the good things about my past and injecting my future with optimism. I will be updating this page a lot more now, and in July will purchase a web hosting plan with an official URL https://www.dariowestern.com and/or https://www.dariowestern.com.au
It’s time that I got back into the swing of things. If I don’t start today, then I never will.