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Planting Trees

by Little Metal Weirdo

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Voi. Mis me ollaa? I’ve gone and curled my hair. Worse yet, I love it. I’ve invested in three separate packs of foam rollers that I can sleep in, because no, I won’t go see a person to do my hair...


May 11, 2023

Paradigm Shift

I’m alive and in extremely good humor. Last October/November took a harder mental toll on me than anticipated (getting Covid while healing from surgery, watching our cat die.) Healing is going mo...


November 10, 2022

Killing Autumn

Warning: Pet Death, Pictures Grieving is a celebration of life, and I fucking hate celebrations. It’s been an extremely hard two months. More than two months, but these are the two where things t...


September 09, 2022

Update on Moobs

Trigger warning: Slightly bloody things. Our therapist didn’t know my surgery had gotten moved up, so that was a blast. We joked about it before hand and then I dropped the line “So my surgery is...


The first post-op appointment was today. I got to see what’s under this compression vest. Sadly, it went right back on (albeit less tightly this time) and it’ll have to be removed twice a day to ...


August 25, 2022

So Sneezing Hurts

Finally sat down with this freshly fixed laptop (thanks, Shane!) only to find that out, twice in a row. I managed to not take any medicine today until a moment ago, since I don’t want the zaps of...


August 23, 2022

I Smell Wounded

I mean, I am, but I didn’t expect I could smell it so strongly through the compression vest. Today is my first full day home after yesterday’s bilateral mastectomy with nipple reconstruction and ...


January 21, 2021

A (Vulgar) Secret Language

“How do you remember all that?” “There’s no way I could do it that way.” The Preface: I am a personal/digital shopper, however you want to call it. I shop for six to eight people at once in any o...


July 26, 2019

Oh, the Agonist...

I got a call just before my shift started today. It was from the sleep clinic. They wanted to confirm my upcoming appointment this Monday. Guess they did manage to schedule it… I wonder if they s...


I had both a psychiatry appointment and a therapy appointment yesterday. I just want to say: I’ve never seen my psychiatrist so angry as when I told her about how the sleep clinic had treated me,...


July 22, 2019

Bad Chemistry

I’m on three medications now. One for anxiety/depression, one for OCD, and one for restless leg syndrome. Those would be prozac/fluoxitine, laMICtal/lamotrigine, and mirapex/pramipexole. The last...


It’s me. I’m strange little man. I don’t talk about work outside of work unless I am dragged tooth and nail into a conversation, and even then, I am extremely reluctant. I also don’t process my ...


December 30, 2018

Clarity

I’m taking medicines I’ve never taken before. Fluoxetine and Lamotrigine. I was referred to a therapist and psychiatrist over concerns that I may be bipolar, although that doesn’t seem to be the ...


October 23, 2018

Since my Last Confession

Which was never, per se, but anyway. I had a bout of shame and anxiety earlier. But first, the preface: I have an interest in Catholicism for various reasons. Some of which has to do with writing...


October 16, 2018

Short Story Mad Libs...

So, I made my significant other fill in a mad lib type sheet that creates a short story based on the words you choose. It was so flat-out brilliant that I had to post it somewhere. For the record...


October 10, 2018

Preptober, anyone?

Is anyone else using October to get organized for NaNoWriMo/NoJoMo? I’m curious to know how everyone else is going about it this year. I know preparation methods probably vary wildly on what kind...


July 26, 2018

The Deeps pt. 2

I almost forgot a big obvious. I know I get horribly depressed in the middle of summer. My dad does the same thing just before Christmas and tries to ruin winter. Or, he used to, anyway. I can b...


July 24, 2018

Depression pt. 1

Swing shift. It does it to me every time, and it is 90% of what I’ve worked since I entered the workforce at 16. It isn’t the work itself, but the time slot it occupies that makes me take a hard ...


September 24, 2017

When the Trees Still Stood

I’d like to go back in time for a moment. Back to when the forest behind my childhood home still stood. Back to when I was naive enough to think we were a happy family. When mom and I played Lege...


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Life stories and other thoughts and feelings.