13,671 Days Alive
It’s coming up on the anniversary of my dad’s death. I’m not doing okay. I’m having a rough go of it in many ways.
I’m just going to bed in self-defense.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Wind and Weeping
Category: Death
Of Dreams and Diablo 3
13,638 Days Alive
2 Days Till NaNoWriMo Starts
1 Bag of Goldfish Crackers Gifted to Me
Had nothing but nightmares last night. Not shocked, but also quite… distressed.
Continue reading “Of Dreams and Diablo 3”Of Loss and Love
13,637 Days Alive
There was another death in my life.
I’m… sad? But not devastated. I’m watching Practical Magic and kind of zoning out.
I’m going to bed. I’ll write a proper entry tomorrow.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Owls and Oddities
13,632 Days Alive
9 Days Till NaNoWriMo
TRIGGER WARNING: DISCUSSION OF ABUSE IN MULTIPLE FORMS
Ophelia, if you’re reading this, skip today.
So. Today was slammed at work. We were steady and short handed, so it was exhausting. In a mostly good way.
Continue reading “Of Owls and Oddities”Of Meowing and Mr. Bean
13,629 Days Alive
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1,134 Days Straight on Duolingo
12 Days till NaNoWriMo Starts
I discovered something new this evening while having a movie night with Mellon: I can’t stand Mr. Bean.
Continue reading “Of Meowing and Mr. Bean”Of Desperation and Depression
13,394 Days Alive
909 Days Straight on Duolingo
I spent forty seven minutes on hold with 211 today. That’s the local suicide prevention hotline. I tried going to a local crisis center but they turned me away and told me to call 211.
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Of Twos and Tacos
13,388 Days Alive
2.5 Hours of Sleep
1 Malfunctioning Body
Today is the twenty-second day of the second month in the year 2022. 22/2/22 if you’re using the non-American date order. Pretty groovy numerological thingie or something.
Continue reading “Of Twos and Tacos”Of Lacking and Laundry
13,371 Days Alive
I had a rather long day today. Did dishes and laundry and fed the cat.
Continue reading “Of Lacking and Laundry”Of Stress and Squishmallows
13,370 Days Alive
1 New Squishmallow Added to my Collection of Stuffed Animals
I was deprived of a proper childhood. I grew up in an often hellacious, neglectful, and abusive home. So now I enjoy some simpler pleasures, like stuffed animals and doing origami, when stressed out.
Continue reading “Of Stress and Squishmallows”Of Sadness and Softness
13,369 Days Alive
1 Rotten Day
What do you miss the most when you lose someone? Their laugh? The inside jokes you had? The years of memories that you know will eventually fade to nothingness?
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Of Scoundrels and Stoppage
13,344 Days Alive
2 Classic Movies Watched
1 Nice, Relaxing Sunday
I ran out of silver yarn for the Turquoise Throw I’m making! I thought I had more of it. I guess I’ll have to dig through the scrap pile and see if I have any there.
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