It’s Not Delivery. It’s Depression Pizza!

CW: Discussions of the lingering relationships between food and life events. No specific mentions of disordered eating, but please use caution if discussions of food and/or emotional eating are potentially triggering topics. All descriptions of the related life events are in the past, though they are mentioned in the context of eating those same foods … Continue reading It’s Not Delivery. It’s Depression Pizza!

Messages in a Bottle #17: How to Dilettante with Dysautonomia

CW: Mentions of consuming alcohol in a safe and responsible way. So, uh, how about what is going on in the U.S. right now? Which part? Well, uh, all of it. Plus whichever thing has most recently happened as of the time you read this post. The U.S. was a pretty systemically horrible place in … Continue reading Messages in a Bottle #17: How to Dilettante with Dysautonomia

Meteorological Misanthropy #6: We Didn’t Skype the Fire

CW: Mentions of an apartment fire in which no one was hurt. Lavender sings while reading the weather forecast at the beginning of the week  "It's raining, it's pouring Quarantine is boringCovid spreads; I'm cracked in the headRain aside, six feet wide, I'll go out this morning!" Lavender doesn’t go outside and stand in the rain … Continue reading Meteorological Misanthropy #6: We Didn’t Skype the Fire

Where’s Whoopsie #25/Improv #19: Hazy Shade of Waiting

Does an afternoon of quiet relaxation in a cafe with a journal, a sketchpad, a kindle, and some hot chocolate sound like bliss to you? More importantly, does it actually yield bliss for you? Because I have learned that the gulf between "sounds like" and "is" is about as wide as the gulf between my … Continue reading Where’s Whoopsie #25/Improv #19: Hazy Shade of Waiting

Shooting for the Spoons

A lot of popular wisdom is rather dubious when actually examined. For instance, the common career advice to, "Shoot for the moon. If you miss, you will still land among the stars." Unless the flat-Earthers know something I really don't, even good old Sol is much further away from us than the moon... Another bit of … Continue reading Shooting for the Spoons

Where’s Whoopsie #17: Two-Ply Christmas Lullaby

On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me An extra roll of TP.   On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Two bottles of Miralax and an extra roll of TP.   On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Three gluten-free … Continue reading Where’s Whoopsie #17: Two-Ply Christmas Lullaby

Don’t Let The Bedbugs Bite

*In the 9th Circle of Hell, bed bugs warrant a CW. Respect your mental health when reading.* I have a standard caveat on my blog that I will change minor details or abstract timelines for the sake of maintaining anonymity. Despite that claim - sensible though it probably would be to actually do that - … Continue reading Don’t Let The Bedbugs Bite

Blog Awards Series #4: Mamas, Don’t Let Your Blogs Grow Up to Be About Cowboys

Anyone who ever thinks that the ADHD brain can be turned off has never had to deal with one while blind for a week. The days of wearing an eye mask on doctor's orders did help me get more sleep than normal. It's logical to fall asleep when it's dark all the time anyway, but … Continue reading Blog Awards Series #4: Mamas, Don’t Let Your Blogs Grow Up to Be About Cowboys

I Love You More than Salt

Today has been lousy. There's no other way to say it. Its lousiness has stemmed primarily from two causes: dysautonomia and C-PTSD. (I will write dysautonomia and C-PTSD officially, but I could just as easily have claimed dysautonomia and office politics. The two are kind of synonymous when C-PTSD views any perturbations in power dynamics … Continue reading I Love You More than Salt

Where’s Whoopsie #4: I’m Aware that I’m Rarely Aware

Huh. Dysautonomia, ADHD, and mental health share an awareness month! (Mental Health Awareness Week this year was October 1-7. Oops. I guess I missed that one!) It’s a pity that migraines get June for their awareness month. I was this close to only having to remember one month on this blog. That would have been … Continue reading Where’s Whoopsie #4: I’m Aware that I’m Rarely Aware