I've been panic crocheting all day to the point where I got so frustrated I almost cried, as the existential dread of being an American today is so aggressive I keep almost having panic attacks (scared for the lives of my students, my nieces, myself, you know the drill) SO HOW ARE Y'ALL DOING? YOU OKAY? YOU TRY THE SALAD? I THOUGHT THE SALAD WAS GREAT HAHAAHHAHAHAHAHSHRUDGHUIOF *crochets another scrunchie*
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depressed and alone rn. will a margarita make me feel better? no, worse. am i having one anyways? probably (<- aka they fixed a glass but will probably forget about it after a few sips)
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I find it kind of interesting that we have a couple of delusions (and the hallucinations that come with those) that just kind of involve gruesome stuff happening to us, especially because they weren't as gruesome at first but have gotten more so over time.
the hallucinations are all somatic ones (sensations instead of visuals or audio) but they're stuff like I guess what our brain thinks it would feel like if our organs were decomposing, or being eaten by maggots, or just stuff with a similar vibe to that?
I can put up with it for the most part, but like I did nearly throw up on the bed because of it earlier and I'd really like to not experience that again
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I rolled my ankle last week and it was still bothering me yesterday so I went to Urgent Care.
they did x-rays, which I expected. what I did NOT expect was for them to find something on the x-rays.
they found fracturing.
OLD fracturing.
apparently, when I sprained my ankle back in college so badly that I was purple from my toes to my knee and my ankle swelled to a softball, I actually fucking BROKE my ankle.
and the x-rays that were done back then (and then done a few months after, when I sprained it AGAIN) didn't fucking see it. I've been walking around with tiny loose pieces of bone in my ankle for seven damn years and didn't even know.
so no damn wonder my ankle's been fucked since then.
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I don't complain a lot about it on here bc what's the point, but man am I tired (no pun intended) of being chronically ill
The way it has eaten away my entire adult life, the way it keeps eating away what little life I get to live, keeping me from hobbies and experiences and loved ones, how it fucks with my everything to the point where I can't even do something as simple as take a shower without suffering the consequences for 4 days straight
And I'm so, so afraid that this is all my life will ever be, that I'll never be free of this shit bullshit disease and it will just keep stealing my life away from me until there's no more life left to steal
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You ever try to hold in a breakdown because you're at work and you don't want to talk about it with anyone but you don't have a way to expend the energy so you're just vibrating with said energy?
And then you lose your whole appetite (after you had lunch delivered to the office) because of said whatever the fuck this is?
Yeah. Same.
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Internet is "technically" cut off but it's still up for now. However, the only device that is registering the Wi-Fi as inactive is my phone.
Great.
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if i really scratch my head i think maybe the one thing all of this could stem from is mere discussion of the fact that talia and selina's histories with bruce sort of operate in the reverse and inevitably that factors into any contention with either relationship. like it can't really be helped that bruce and talia were married very early on into the latter's history and that this is integral to analyzing talia's entire dynamic with bruce, her evolving perception of her own place in the world, and her eventual decision to break free of bruce entirely. the constraints of a marriage with bruce as desired by her father are foundational lore to the early aughts of her character in a way that selina's settled domestic life with bruce is not. if we're talking about the golden age what was foundational to selina's dynamic with bruce was his ability to recognize above everyone else her consistent capacity for mercy despite her villainous goals on the surface. in post-crisis that was translated along the lines of a class struggle specifically. the villainous goals were interpreted to represent a defiance of men and the state and their collective violence, and they also formed a means of survival. what was initially merely a recognition of selina's capacity for mercy now became a potential recognition of bruce's own hypocrisies. selina acted as a symbol for petty criminals in gotham whom bruce would otherwise have written off as immoral wholesale bc to him the law was the law. and the remarkable thing about it was that none of it required selina giving even an inch to bruce. she was who she was and that was what made her utterly compelling to him. it's not a slight against selina that neither marriage nor a close civilian relationship formed the basis of her relationship with bruce and i don't understand why anyone would take it as one. marriage and domestic life for talia was a mark of the utter tragedy of her relationship with bruce. it was a fantasy and a delusion and it could never have given her what she wanted nor lent her any kind of agency in the long term. and i think when we meander into the realm of comparing the relationships we really start to diminish why certain aspects are important to either. why are the various patriarchal restrictions on talia's agency so integral to her character arc and its exploration of freedom? why is selina's existence in a sphere of life entirely distinct of bruce so integral to her character arc and its exploration of class? the constant back and forth between shippers on either end trying to equalize in terms of what either relationship has gone through in canon like it's a checklist to romantic validity is a bit absurd and i wish we would move away from it when analyzing the relationships or the characters
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