I have to finish this book and I have a lot of shit in my head. O just needed to say that I had stuff to say. I’ll say them later though.
Monthly Archives: November 2018
Purged
Just a quick update since I should be sleeping because I have to be up at fuck o’clock in the morning. I uh, I made myself throw up after dinner. I made stroganoff, which I’ve been craving forever, and I made myself throw up. I’ve been severely restricting and now this. I don’t know. I […]
DTRed
Okay, so, I spent the night at Sweet Pea’s house on Saturday and today is Monday, so I really just been busy. This won’t be as long as the other post I just made and I’ll be elaborating more tomorrow since I’m still tired. We DTRed tonight at my request. I’m okay with poly relationships […]
Useless Nonbinary Lesbian
Hey everyone, I’m not dead. I’ve just had a helluva week. I haven’t posted in a week. So, let’s break this down. Heads up, I talk about sex stuff later in my post and my post is super long. And by sex stuff, I don’t go into sordid details, but I do talk about sex […]
Is This Dysphoria?
Okay, so I’ve been in a lot of pain again today, but I figured I might as well come on and give a real report since I don’t think I’ve done that in a few days and I know I have a couple of comments to reply to. Pain sucks. I just want to say […]
So much pain
I have pain. So much pain. I had to stop halfway through doing dishes and just crouch down and breath, trying not to cry or curl up into a little ball. Hate pain
Hysterectomy Worries
It’s been a while since I actually sat down and tried to type up a post. It probably won’t be a long one since I’m distracted. I still don’t know what I’m going to do in terms the hysterectomy. I talked to my hormone doctor yesterday and she is going to have a guy call […]
I feel fat and undesirable and like nothing is going right. That is all.
I need to go to sleep and I can’t sleep. I hate everything
Almost Capable
I am reading The Name of the Wind and ignoring the panic and flashbacks that keep threatening to overwhelm me. Because book. And because I’ll be damned if I don’t at least pretend I can handle myself. Every time I leave the safety of my book, I start getting overwhelmed and fuck that. So I’m […]
the sarcastic autist 