Planting Trees
by Little Metal Weirdo
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I Am Your Poison Candygram
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...
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...
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...
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...
(Unflattering) Pics or it Didn't Happen
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 ...
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...
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 ...
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...
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...
Floppy Discs and Funeral Homes
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,...
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...
Strange Little Missions for a Strange Little Man
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 ...
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 ...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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 ...
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...
Book Description
Life stories and other thoughts and feelings.