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All the entries in these journals depict reality, with the exception of the imaginary ones. The individuals mentioned in this journal are real, save for the fictional ones. The locations referenced in this journal are genuine, except for the made-up ones. The incidents recorded in this journal are factual, except for the fabricated ones.
Agnostic wanderer. Pro-choice advocate. Ally to the GLBT+ community. Passionate about writing, books, and languages. Obsessed with culinary experiments, fitness journeys, and aromatic experiences. VR & AI enthusiast.
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January: I saw Dr. O, my new endocrinologist. She doubled my levothyroxine dose from 25 mcg to 50 mcg and then eventually to 75 mcg. We got Amazon Echo’s Alexa. February: Got a new MacBook Air...
Written in late 2014, edited in 2024 The teens ended up being the worst years of my life, especially mid-2014 through 2016, and then beyond. 2014 was both great and horrifying. This time, the ...
Saturday, November 9, 2024 I’ve been weighing the pros and cons of where we want to move. The climate here is warm, Oregon was cold, and Citrus Heights fell somewhere in between. The climate in ...
Written in 2013 This may be one of my shortest yearly reviews, even though 2013 turned out to be one of our best years yet. We became homeowners again! Part of the funding came from my inherita...
Written in 2012 2012 turned out to be one of our best years, though it came with significant losses. This time, it wasn’t about financial or material loss—it was about death. I find myself almo...
Written in 2011 Much of 2011 was not a good year, and I am determined to make 2012 better. Tom got laid off again in early March. Once again, we were thrust into the endless cycle of poverty w...
Jumping back to mid-2010, in July, my “relationship” with Marie ended. She often became delusional and accusatory when paranoid, and it just got old. She was also very immature in many ways, and...
Friday, November 1, 2024 Why must life be so complicated? And why must it be so full of what you don’t want, with so much settling for second best? Unsurprisingly, I’m not going to be able to ge...
Early 2010: Tom has been laid off for nearly 17 months. I appreciate not having to worry about him being on the road so much and enjoy seeing him have more time for the things he loves. But eve...
I sent a letter to Andy’s sister Marla since I couldn’t find his address, asking her to say hello to him for me. I admitted that moving away without telling him where I’d gone had been mean and ...
End of the Month in 2020s
Sunday, October 27, 2024 How do people see their phones outdoors? I’m outside now, not even in direct sunlight, and I can barely see the screen. Talk-typing now and hoping for the best. I think ...
I’ve often been told I’m very smart. Yet even the smartest people can make poor decisions at times, and so I responded to Tammy’s brief Facebook message in early 2009 saying that she hoped I was...
NOTE: This section updated March 2010. It has been nearly two years since we left the motel and moved into the secluded little trailer in the woods. I was battling a bad case of post-traumatic ...
The following morning, Saturday, Tom checked the ad for the Auburn trailer and found they’d left a number to call either Maryann or Jesse. He called Maryann first and left a message. She called ...
Each day Tom returned from work, stopping at the mailbox on the way to the motel to tell me the card still hadn’t arrived, was heart-wrenching. I felt increasingly doomed, out of sorts, physical...
We spent about six hours loading the rental truck we would drive down to Sacramento, attaching a trailer to pull our own vehicle behind. By 3:00 p.m., we finally left Oregon for the last time on...
Ask Me Anything in 2020s
I’m open to any questions that don’t involve sensitive info. ;)
8-Bit Lair in 2020s
I guess I’ll allow comments again as long as spammers can stay away, and those with different opinions can respect that this is my journal and that I have zero tolerance for rudeness. Again, I d...
Written in 2007 Not long after we left the duplex, I entered my 40s and in late August, we found a small house to rent for just $450 a month on the edge of downtown. The neighborhood was older ...
Frozen Shoulder? in 2020s
I was sitting here, relaxing, and thinking of Nane when I caught myself saying, “There you go again, thinking of others who never think of you.” But thinking is harmless. As long as I continue t...
Written in 2005 When we left the land and the RV for good, we feared the man who sold us the property might hassle us about it. Surprisingly, he allowed us to sign the land back over to him. By...
Dreaming Big in 2020s
Yesterday was a good day, but today the fatigue is back. Having to deal with so much fatigue is not only frustrating because it interferes with my daily life, but I also honestly don’t know how ...
Note: This section was written in 2005 and edited in 2024 for sharing. With tears streaming down my face, we left the mountain on September 7th. I felt beaten, helpless, and hopeless. It seemed...
No Breathing Room in 2020s
Not having any breathing room around us really gets to me. There’s a truck parked between us and Ray. I checked the cam, and they arrived around 9:30 last night—a couple. I wonder if Ray knows. ...
On Friday, June 11th, 2004, one day before our move-out date, I tearfully walked out of the house for the last time and into the RV. I had lived in Arizona for exactly twelve years and two days....
