Sleep is for Amatuers

Sometimes I think that having OCD is like having a super awesome special power.  Like Superman can fly (or something.  I don’t know, I’m a girl and not a virgin so superhero facts are not my forte), and Spiderman can like… eat flies or whatever.  Huh, I actually have no idea what Spiderman’s powers are [...]

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Wherein I Talk About My Mental Health. And Wolves. And Gymnastics.

Oh Internet, how long has it been since I updated you on the state of my mental health?  Too long, you say.  That’s what I thought.
Let me give you the haiku version first.  Still crazy in head.  Pharmaceuticals help some.  Jesus Banana.
Now for the slightly longer, but still appropriate blog length, version:
I no longer see [...]

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Things At Which I Am Horrible, Part II

I may have mentioned here before that I’m someone who enjoys solitude on occasion.  In keeping with that particular personality trait, I sometimes suck as a friend.  I am notoriously difficult to get in touch with: I rarely keep my phone on, I don’t have a Facebook account, I check my personal email every couple [...]

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Its Hard Being A Lady

Here’s the thing, I had plans to post today all about my weekend and all my super fun good times.  But instead I am currently in the fetal position on my couch crying.  Its pretty hard to type from here actually.  Maybe you’re asking what’s wrong?  Um, well… nothing.  Except I have ovaries and a uterus.  [...]

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