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  • 12/24

    Happy Christmas Eve. The holidays are a confusing time. A lot of people feel that their personal worth is judged by the presents that they give.  Commercials emphasize this by putting impossibly big bows on cars and tiny bows on exceedingly expensive jewelry. Slogans don’t help either. If every kiss begins with K and it’s… Read more

  • 12/21

    Rainy day number two. When I first woke this morning, blue peeked through the heavy clouds.   I had a wishful thought that it might be about over… but nope.    It’s raining again. At least Florida has proper wind when it rains.   My yard is a mess of sticks.   Something to do later while Jason… Read more

  • 12/20

    It’s been a few days since I wrote. Hi. Can’t believe Christmas is almost here. That’s crazy.   It really is. I’m pretty much stuck here for the next couple of days.   When the weatherman says it’s going to be rainy and “miserable,” that’s a good time to stay inside… although I’d still rather go to… Read more

  • 12/14

    There’s nothing wrong with having an off day, is there? Silly question, I know.  I know it’s okay, but I always wonder if it’s okay. Well, if it’s okay for – me – to have an off day. Lee’s visit has left fairly melancholy. While this is a somewhat familiar mindstate at home, this is… Read more

  • 12/13

    Here I sit, like a twit, looking at this piece of shi… Sadly, I can’t claim authorship of that little rhyme. That was masterfully penned by someone whose name I have totally forgotten. I remember that I worked with her for over ten years.   I actually helped get her hired on – not because I… Read more

  • 12/11

    Here I sit, like a twit – waiting on the air conditioner guy from the soon to be defunct Sears. I have no energy today. I did a lot yesterday.    There’s still a lot to do, just a slightly lesser amount.  I just don’t know what my deal is.    It’s practically noon and… Read more

  • 12/4

    I’m exhausted. What’s with the pink? There were pink walls, pink robes (the ones that tie in the front), and pink plastic bags. There was pink wrapped candy if I cared to pick any up. The pictures where ugly pink flowers. Pink. Pink. Pink. Pink. I get it.   Breast cancer awareness is a pink ribbon,… Read more

  • 12/1

    Admittedly, I’ve made the past couple of days harder on myself than I needed to be. The Wednesday routine mammogram turned up something.  This something was so something that they called me back on Thursday for additional pictures. Neither I nor my doctors are sure what it is yet, but I have two theories. A: … Read more

  • 11/27

    Saw Doc S this morning. No change in the anti-depressants. She warded me from anti-schizophrenia meds.    Doc S said that, with my history, the side effects could be worse than any potential help.    If the voices persist, we may have to resort to that, but so far, so good. Despite the cold and… Read more

  • 11/26

    Cold. There’s really not much else to say about today. Well, there’s always something, but that’s the main thing.    It’s cold. It’s like in the upper 20s. It’s the first day the snow is sticking. That beautiful white fluffy stuff that inspires Christmas carols, serial killers, and snow days.    It’s a pretty versatile… Read more