Bless Up
Did a photoshoot with Tim and Hypnox shooting this weekend. Tim took most of the pics but he's still editing them so it will be a few days before I post all the other creative stuff we did.
These are some taken by Hypnox.
Guns provided by Mad Bill.
I Vant Your Blaaaawd!
Anyone who has ever done blood pics with Hypnox can tell you he's The Blood God. Its been over half a decade since my last shoot with him and he's still got it! Hella fun working with him again.
This shoot was a nice ego boost. I've been on med leave since late May and much of the time my depression was so debilitating I could not shower or change clothes. At one point I had more brown hair than purple hair because I had been losing motivation for months before I finally broke down. I hated looking in the mirror and seeing a miserable woman who wasn't the me I'm used to.
Hoping to go back to work Monday. My doctor doesn't want me on full time right off because she is worried about me taking on too much when I return. I'm shocked she is showing concern about me after all the crap she's pulled. Her concern is half-assed though; she was horrible about communicating with the team that handles my leave and that set them back so now they are trying to get everything arranged for my return. Fortunately I don't have to deal with this fucking quack much longer. I've found a new doctor who I go see tomorrow morning. Gonna get my medications sorted out and get nicotine patches so I can enjoy fresh air. In many ways I feel like the darkness I had to live in the past few months has ended. I can think strait again and I feel much stronger. Its a good feeling.
These are some taken by Hypnox.
Guns provided by Mad Bill.
I Vant Your Blaaaawd!
Anyone who has ever done blood pics with Hypnox can tell you he's The Blood God. Its been over half a decade since my last shoot with him and he's still got it! Hella fun working with him again.
This shoot was a nice ego boost. I've been on med leave since late May and much of the time my depression was so debilitating I could not shower or change clothes. At one point I had more brown hair than purple hair because I had been losing motivation for months before I finally broke down. I hated looking in the mirror and seeing a miserable woman who wasn't the me I'm used to.
Hoping to go back to work Monday. My doctor doesn't want me on full time right off because she is worried about me taking on too much when I return. I'm shocked she is showing concern about me after all the crap she's pulled. Her concern is half-assed though; she was horrible about communicating with the team that handles my leave and that set them back so now they are trying to get everything arranged for my return. Fortunately I don't have to deal with this fucking quack much longer. I've found a new doctor who I go see tomorrow morning. Gonna get my medications sorted out and get nicotine patches so I can enjoy fresh air. In many ways I feel like the darkness I had to live in the past few months has ended. I can think strait again and I feel much stronger. Its a good feeling.