I've been dealing with some of the worst pain of my life for the past 6 ish months. Knowing it could have been avoided if my pain doc had not decided to stop one of my medications is bittersweet. If she had only listened when I told her the pain was worse. But she didn't care. She simply told me to try not to think about it. I should have fought harder but I was so exhausted and dissociated. I've finally started treatment for it again, I just hope it works fast. I'm so tired...
Babygirl my brain is creating so many physical aches unexplainable by modern medicine
Living with Chronic pain is so weird.
In every quiet moment there’s pain.
If some asks me how I am I usually say ‘fine’ or ‘good’ or ‘a bit tired’
because those are easier to say than ‘I’m in a lot of pain’ ‘I’m this close to passing out’ ‘if I move to quickly I will throw up’
and sometimes when people say ‘How are things going?’
I shrug and say ‘the usual’
and they assume that means everything’s fine because for them that is the usual
but for me the usual is pain.
when you’re young u can only romanticize your pain and hurt for so long. one day you’re going to realize u have to stop sabotaging yourself by assuming your hurt is all that makes you. you have to consider all your good qualities. that u are a bright and creative person who might’ve been dealt a bad hand, and all u can control is how you treat yourself. you have to be kind to yourself to survive. you have to let go of that impulse to treat yourself poorly because u think u deserve it. forgive yourself for whatever makes you feel like you don’t deserve the same love and care as everyone else. please.
Hello, everyone! In order to give back, I’m hosting a little sea-witch-y giveaway in time for Samhain! Everything in it is super small so I thought this would be really fun.
This includes:
Little Book of Crystals
Witchy Kidrobot Enamel Pin
Moon Phases Patch (also could be used as a bookmark)
Four White Scalloped Seashells
Three Pretty Pointy Seashells
One Tumbled Rose Quartz
One Tumbled Amethyst
One Raw Amethyst
One Broken-Off Piece of a Sand Dollar
Three Raw Black Tourmaline
Two Clear Quartz
Two Pieces of Sea Glass
Three Lovely Sea-Toned Rocks
One Blue Wire-Wrapped Pendulum
Four Tiny Jars
One Small Jar of 100% Pure Bee Pollen (If you have any allergies to bees, please research this product before use in spells and do not ingest. Using gloves would be a good idea.)
Here’s the rules!
You must be following me.
No giveaway blogs, please.
Only 16 years and up. Any minors need their parent’s permission first!
You must be comfortable with giving me your name and address.
Only reblogs count. Do not tag this as ‘giveaway’.
Type 110808 in the tags so I know you read the rules.
If you have a bee allergy, re-read the italics.
Have fun!
I will contact the winner on Samhain or October 31st! Good luck, everyone!
you will live and you will say the wrong things and make mistakes and people will love you anyways.
Hi friends! I'll try to keep this short (long version under the cut), but I need help. I may be getting into a housing program soon, made the mistake of telling my parents, and today they've been manipulating me trying to get me to stay. There's a long history of abuse, neglect, transphobia, and ableism - mainly on my dad's part.
I have $24 in my bank account. I can't drive, can't work, and am severely disabled. My mom wants me to make her and my father into healthcare proxies. When I was younger, my dad threatened me with institutionalization and conservatorship. I'm scared for my safety.
I just need some help. I'll apply for assistance when I qualify. I'm gonna need an emotional support animal. I don't know if I'll get the apt yet but see the cut for an explanation.
I don't know what goal to set so I'll update this post when I can. Reblogs help a lot, if anything for knowing I'm not alone.
Long version: I'm 23, mentally ill/disabled, have no income, $24 in my bank account, live with my abusive father, and my parents refuse to call me my name/pronouns/etc. I also just left a cult-like group and found out I have a shit ton of nerve damage all over my body. So I'm having a time!
Anyway. I mistakenly told them that I've applied for a housing program and may be getting into a 1 bedroom apartment. They do not want me to leave, and today lovebombed, gaslit, and otherwise manipulated me into staying.
They know I'm meeting with the case worker tomorrow.
I don't know how they're going to react once they realize I'm going through with this. I'm worried about my father's reaction specifically - In the past, he's threatened to kick me out, kill himself, throw me in the psych ward, or put me under conservatorship. My mom just told me she wants me to make her and my father my healthcare proxy.
If I get this apartment, I'm going to apply for SNAP and Temporary Assistance as soon as I qualify, and rely on food banks. But if anyone can spare some cash, that'd help a lot too. I just need some help, I'm desperate. I don't know if I can take another failed escape.
Lol true
the disability is disabling today folks
24, they/them, nonbinary lesbian, disabled. Studying medicine, working on my internalised ableism, prioritising finding out what I like to do. I write, ish, or try to at least and that's something
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