My folks are out of town this week, helping my grandfolks (my dad's parents) move to a flexible assisted living complex. This means sorting forty odd years worth of stuff, and deciding what to move to the new apartment, what to sort out amongst the siblings (Dad and his two sisters), what to throw out, and what to donate to charity. We are ( Read more... )

It's amazing how much of a fret I can get into sometimes. The strange thing about it is that I have to remember that I am not necessarily fretting about whatever my brain has latched onto as being reason I'm fretting. In fact, I'm probably not. I'm just scared, so I'm trying to hang that fear onto something. Lots of convincing myself I hurt someone ( Read more... )

There's something sort of freeing in realizing you're going to feel like shit no matter what you do, whether you post about your writing projects or post fic or post weird early modern illustrations of monkeys or whether you don't post those things and in fact don't post anything at all so you might as well go ahead and do it right? because the ( Read more... )

I've been having a spiraling depressive episode for a couple of days now. It got really bad this afternoon, when I didn't pass on information that I was apparently supposed to pass on but didn't even remember being told, and now I'm kind of just -

sitting here. Listening to Pete Seeger sing Tomorrow is a Highway on repeat.

I think it's calming ( Read more... )

I dreamt last night that I woke up and there were three thoughtful and kind and interesting messages in my tumblr messagebox.

This felt good for about three seconds, before I realized I was going to have to answer them, and they all needed long and nuanced replies, and I hadn't answered the thoughtful and kind and interesting message from last ( Read more... )

*props chin in hands*

I was diagnosed with OCD (and, to the surprise of absolutely no one, recurring major depression) about a month and half ago. Extensive testing administered by fellow grad students is a good thing ( Read more... )

Oooooooookaaaaaay brain and body, if you could stand down from the high alert, that would be greatly appreciated.

It's not really necessary. I assure you, the cold feeling and the elevated heart rate and the breathing thing are not actually contributing to my survival in any measurable way. I'm organizing books, not ( Read more... )

Okay. For May I need to post every day. Every. Day. I go ages and ages not posting and not commenting and not anything because I feel bad and that makes me want to not take up space. But I need to take up space, like anyone else, and so I'm gonna try! Gonna try.

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I'm really tired of feeling bad.

I wish I could push a button and feel better.

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I am extremely tired and rather sad and feel like all I have done is whine lately, but I had incredibly horrific nightmares last night and am afraid to sleep.

This is a problem.

On the upside, I got to give a chinchilla skritchies today!

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