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I'm still alive. Figure that shit out, because I was pretty sure election season was going to kill me.
You think I'm kidding. If you do, you probably haven't seen my Facebook. Skip it, it's drama. Point is: I'm not being particularly hyperbolic. Healthwise, it has been a shit awful few months. My heart and blood pressure feel fucked up, I've got stress out the waz. I've lost several clothing sizes and it's not all entirely due to changes in my eating, which have in fact occurred. Depression? Immobilizing.
It's really lots of fun to watch a relative go full force fucking freaky. It's extra fun to start doing it yourself.
I took up polymer sculpture as a way to poke my creativity in the ass and get my brain working again so I can write. It's fun, but I have been so god damned fucked up that even that goes into long periods of not working. It also doesn't help that I'm sitting on several pounds of self-inflicted guilt over projects that I haven't finished.
So. Here comes the holidays. Yay.
You think I'm kidding. If you do, you probably haven't seen my Facebook. Skip it, it's drama. Point is: I'm not being particularly hyperbolic. Healthwise, it has been a shit awful few months. My heart and blood pressure feel fucked up, I've got stress out the waz. I've lost several clothing sizes and it's not all entirely due to changes in my eating, which have in fact occurred. Depression? Immobilizing.
It's really lots of fun to watch a relative go full force fucking freaky. It's extra fun to start doing it yourself.
I took up polymer sculpture as a way to poke my creativity in the ass and get my brain working again so I can write. It's fun, but I have been so god damned fucked up that even that goes into long periods of not working. It also doesn't help that I'm sitting on several pounds of self-inflicted guilt over projects that I haven't finished.
So. Here comes the holidays. Yay.