Category: Mental Health

Prompt Answer: The Moon

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How much would you pay to go to the moon?

I don’t know that I would go to the moon, if given the opportunity. I’ve got brain gremlins, mental health struggles, and am store-bought neurotransmitter/serotonin dependent as well as insulin resistant.

That makes for a miserable time between leaving Earth, landing on the moon, and then the trip back. Especially when I would have access to yeet myself out an airlock.

All in all, it would be hell… probably.

So, nothing. If I could go for free, with enough meds to get there and back, and enough yarn to crochet on the journey, I’d go.

Prompt Answer: Life Details

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What details of your life could you pay more attention to?

My dudes.

Guys, gals, and outside the binary pals.

Y’all.

I have one of the worst cases of ADHD and I am on the autism spectrum. Fucking most of my life is spent grasping at mental straw while powering through in a meatsuit that was designed with Sysyphus in mind.

I am incessantly in pain. And trying to focus through brain fog and fatigue. And have the attention span of gnat on cocaine at the best of non-hyper focused times.

Genuinely, I try so hard not to be bitter. I strive to be happy, be kind, be loving, be patient. But fuck if I can all the time.

What could I pay more attention to? The insides of my eyelids. I need more rest.

That’s what I’m off to do.

Take your meds, folks.

Of J and Joy

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13,944 Days Alive

$75 for Insulin

4 Insulin Pens

J is coming! They’re almost here. I’m so excited.

We’re talking on the phone now while she’s driving in from Ohio.

I’m going to go read and chat with her more.

Take your meds, folks.