Trust in Mental Health Treatment #7/Messages in a Bottle #18: Meda-Analysis

Do you ever get handed such comedy gold that it’s actually kind of intimidating? Like, the low-hanging fruit is so low-hanging that you suspect it’s a trap**?  It’s terrifying, isn’t it? I mean, with a joke so easy it writes itself, how can you possibly screw it up?! So, of course, you panic freeze and … Continue reading Trust in Mental Health Treatment #7/Messages in a Bottle #18: Meda-Analysis

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

Brevity is the Soul of Apathetically (aka “Let it Go…”)

I once wrote a post explaining a meditation technique that my Partner taught me that clocked in at almost 2,500 words. When my Partner learned this - and that I had roughly half of a follow-up post already written just from things I never ended up including in the original post - he suggested that … Continue reading Brevity is the Soul of Apathetically (aka “Let it Go…”)

Meteorological Misanthropy #4: All I want for Christmas…

is to look at your two front teeth... ...or your nose...or your ear...or behind you. Basically anywhere but at your eyes. Because, yes, I am one of those neurodiverse girls for whom direct eye contact for extended periods of time is actually physically uncomfortable. I'm also one of those neurodiverse girls who has never fit … Continue reading Meteorological Misanthropy #4: All I want for Christmas…

Meteorological Misanthropy #3: Stop, hey, What’s that Storm?

I apparently have a new pet peeve in fantasy novels. I'm currently reading a fantasy novel that shall remain nameless so that - as with a t.v. show that shall also remain nameless - I don't have to learn how to space posts to avoid spoiler alerts. The novel itself falls somewhere above "completely generic … Continue reading Meteorological Misanthropy #3: Stop, hey, What’s that Storm?

Meteorological Misanthropy #2/Subway Sociology #8: Winds of Change

History Channel Announcer: "Tonight, four of the world's strongest men will compete for the world's greatest prize: bragging rights!" Partner: "That's not much of a prize!" Lavender: "You've obviously never had your entire sense of self-worth founded on other people's perceptions of you, I take it?" Partner: "No, why would I set that as a … Continue reading Meteorological Misanthropy #2/Subway Sociology #8: Winds of Change

Meteorologic Misanthropy #1: Smoke in the Office/Water from the Sky

Fun Fact #1: I haven't just been in a fair number of disasters. They tend to follow me. Think I'm kidding? At literally every job I've ever had, there has been a fire in the office within the first two months of my starting there. (I have never worked at a restaurant, a fireworks manufacturing … Continue reading Meteorologic Misanthropy #1: Smoke in the Office/Water from the Sky

Messages in a Bottle #16: Meteorologic Misanthropy Miniseries Intro

My next three blog posts were all originally written in August/early September, at the height of Gentrification Moving "Hey, Climate Change Affects the Northeast, Too!" Season. During the past six weeks of meteorological tristate/microstate (plus parts of Canada) mayhem, I've tackled a new job, a new lease, planning a move, temporarily doubling my old commute … Continue reading Messages in a Bottle #16: Meteorologic Misanthropy Miniseries Intro

Messages in a Bottle #15: Sharkna-Don’t-Mess-with-Me

After a few blessed days of rain, it has resumed being entirely too hot to live, and my creative juices are currently leaking out my ears and puddling on the floor. But, at least my brain is only melting, rather than being constructed entirely out of (presumably also melting) cheez whiz. I am fully lucid … Continue reading Messages in a Bottle #15: Sharkna-Don’t-Mess-with-Me

Messages in a Bottle #14: If You’re a Poet and You Don’t Know It…

Traumaversaries are weird. I have learned that it is entirely possible for me to feel stressed, anxious, rejection sensitive and floaty for days with no overt understanding of why I am feeling this way - even throughout events that should otherwise be fun in present-day 2019 - because my subconscious mind still remembers what my conscious mind … Continue reading Messages in a Bottle #14: If You’re a Poet and You Don’t Know It…