What happens when I press this button?
I post Teen Wolf icons and hardly any of you care? Sheesh.
Okay fine, I'll talk about myself then, because you all seem to care about ME. And rightly so, because you are my friends. NOPE, shush, you are. I won't hear anything to the contrary.
But the icon making was big because FANNISH CREATIVITY. Which hasn't happened in OH EONS? That felt okay. Like stretching muscles long out of use. I also reviewed the Sherlock vid I had started a while back. I was never meant to be the best thing ever and I thought - hey, just work on it, it might be fun, who cares if it's not to other fannish tastes? And so I shall.
I put catnip on the floor to watch the cats do that lying-down dance they do. It is making me happy. A couple just came by to meet Angelina as they are looking for a friend for their cat, Tumbler. I don't know if they'll bite, but at least I was able to get Angelina out of her hiding spot and to stop running from me and to sit between them, purring and seeking head scratches. We did our part - we have no control over the outcome. But I am happy we did our part, me and Angelina.
In a NUTSHELL: lately I have been really affected by the trifecta of PMS, depression and anxiety. It's been BAD. Very bad. I have had to cancel plans, or force myself bodily out of the house. I have been in bed a lot. Sometimes up to 15 hours a day. Sometimes I just sleep and sleep. Sometimes I just spiral.
Tomorrow I am seeing the LATEST in the long line of doctors and practitioners. Um, yay? This one is a hypnotherapist. He has amazing credentials and was recommended to me by my new practitioner, etc. He does three hour sessions. If I don't get what I need after 3-5 sessions, my money is refunded. I'm anxious (but I get anxious about brushing my teeth so whatever)... and filled with the need to NOT be hopeful. Because everyone says they can fix me and that things are looking up and they are CONFIDENT. But yo, I am still not working and not even standing upright on most days, so I feel less than confident and mostly not hopeful. Obviously I'm not giving up because I'm throwing myself into this latest so no one can say I didn't TRY.
I need more structure and more work - not a job, obviously, but maybe some copy-editing work or transcribing or writing. Your thoughts on this are appreciated. (executrix) exempted because she has already done her bit.
Okay fine, I'll talk about myself then, because you all seem to care about ME. And rightly so, because you are my friends. NOPE, shush, you are. I won't hear anything to the contrary.
But the icon making was big because FANNISH CREATIVITY. Which hasn't happened in OH EONS? That felt okay. Like stretching muscles long out of use. I also reviewed the Sherlock vid I had started a while back. I was never meant to be the best thing ever and I thought - hey, just work on it, it might be fun, who cares if it's not to other fannish tastes? And so I shall.
I put catnip on the floor to watch the cats do that lying-down dance they do. It is making me happy. A couple just came by to meet Angelina as they are looking for a friend for their cat, Tumbler. I don't know if they'll bite, but at least I was able to get Angelina out of her hiding spot and to stop running from me and to sit between them, purring and seeking head scratches. We did our part - we have no control over the outcome. But I am happy we did our part, me and Angelina.
In a NUTSHELL: lately I have been really affected by the trifecta of PMS, depression and anxiety. It's been BAD. Very bad. I have had to cancel plans, or force myself bodily out of the house. I have been in bed a lot. Sometimes up to 15 hours a day. Sometimes I just sleep and sleep. Sometimes I just spiral.
Tomorrow I am seeing the LATEST in the long line of doctors and practitioners. Um, yay? This one is a hypnotherapist. He has amazing credentials and was recommended to me by my new practitioner, etc. He does three hour sessions. If I don't get what I need after 3-5 sessions, my money is refunded. I'm anxious (but I get anxious about brushing my teeth so whatever)... and filled with the need to NOT be hopeful. Because everyone says they can fix me and that things are looking up and they are CONFIDENT. But yo, I am still not working and not even standing upright on most days, so I feel less than confident and mostly not hopeful. Obviously I'm not giving up because I'm throwing myself into this latest so no one can say I didn't TRY.
I need more structure and more work - not a job, obviously, but maybe some copy-editing work or transcribing or writing. Your thoughts on this are appreciated. (executrix) exempted because she has already done her bit.