“human” gone awry
@erricuda.bsky.social
I like to mend things and knit/crochet useful or fun things. I care deeply about almost everything. Ready to go but also…can’t. Irreverent but kind. Just the way I like it.
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“human” gone awry
@erricuda.bsky.social
· Mar 25
Existing with MCAS is having to make daily choices like: if I want to keep my teeth in my head and not bleed to death internally, I need to eat this orange…but if I want to see, talk, walk, or sleep, or have a normal beating heart, I need to NOT eat this orange. And honest to everything, I can’t.
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56th annual National Day of Mourning
Thursday Nov. 27, 2025 - 12 noon
Plymouth MA
#nothanksnogiving #ndom2025
Thursday Nov. 27, 2025 - 12 noon
Plymouth MA
#nothanksnogiving #ndom2025
November 13, 2025 at 10:46 PM
56th annual National Day of Mourning
Thursday Nov. 27, 2025 - 12 noon
Plymouth MA
#nothanksnogiving #ndom2025
Thursday Nov. 27, 2025 - 12 noon
Plymouth MA
#nothanksnogiving #ndom2025
Oh my the way in that I want nearly every last thing to fuck all the way off this today is SHOOOOOOOOSHHH…a LOT
November 10, 2025 at 9:23 AM
Oh my the way in that I want nearly every last thing to fuck all the way off this today is SHOOOOOOOOSHHH…a LOT
Back at this WIP after a half year break
November 5, 2025 at 6:01 AM
Back at this WIP after a half year break
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“some people abuse SNAP” your soul is rotten
October 30, 2025 at 5:35 PM
“some people abuse SNAP” your soul is rotten
Welp, today my mother told me she thinks I’m the only sane one left and honest to cheese I think my body has entered preparation mode for its own private rapture, goodbye now
October 22, 2025 at 8:12 PM
Welp, today my mother told me she thinks I’m the only sane one left and honest to cheese I think my body has entered preparation mode for its own private rapture, goodbye now
Hot flashes with my brand of neurospice like YOU MUST REMOVE ALL EXTERNAL HEAT TRAPPINGS WITH EXTREME IMMEDIACY *tears blankets and clothing away*…but then also HOW DARE YOU ALLOW COLD AIR TO TOUCH ME YOU FUCKING WASTE OF CELLS HACK *slaps myself*
October 22, 2025 at 4:55 AM
Hot flashes with my brand of neurospice like YOU MUST REMOVE ALL EXTERNAL HEAT TRAPPINGS WITH EXTREME IMMEDIACY *tears blankets and clothing away*…but then also HOW DARE YOU ALLOW COLD AIR TO TOUCH ME YOU FUCKING WASTE OF CELLS HACK *slaps myself*
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i love you but not pick up the phone when you call, love you
October 20, 2025 at 1:41 PM
i love you but not pick up the phone when you call, love you
The sense of safety and connection that comes with a successful and informative Doctor appointment is everything. Even when the outlook isn’t great. Even when they don’t have all the answers. Doctors, get on board with this protocol. Most folks don’t expect you to be God, just be human give a damn.
October 8, 2025 at 12:14 AM
The sense of safety and connection that comes with a successful and informative Doctor appointment is everything. Even when the outlook isn’t great. Even when they don’t have all the answers. Doctors, get on board with this protocol. Most folks don’t expect you to be God, just be human give a damn.
I was so busy my whole life trying to be whatever I thought everyone wanted me to be that I totally failed to develop an actual personality. Finally getting to know who you are at 49 years old is gonna be real damn weird.
September 19, 2025 at 11:50 PM
I was so busy my whole life trying to be whatever I thought everyone wanted me to be that I totally failed to develop an actual personality. Finally getting to know who you are at 49 years old is gonna be real damn weird.
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The U.S. Postal Service is celebrating its 250th anniversary by inviting the public to vote on a past stamp to reissue. One of the options is the 2018 Mister Rogers stamp.
Voting is open through 9/30/25, and there is no limit to how many times you can vote. Visit stampsforever.com/vote to vote.
Voting is open through 9/30/25, and there is no limit to how many times you can vote. Visit stampsforever.com/vote to vote.
August 5, 2025 at 11:00 PM
The U.S. Postal Service is celebrating its 250th anniversary by inviting the public to vote on a past stamp to reissue. One of the options is the 2018 Mister Rogers stamp.
Voting is open through 9/30/25, and there is no limit to how many times you can vote. Visit stampsforever.com/vote to vote.
Voting is open through 9/30/25, and there is no limit to how many times you can vote. Visit stampsforever.com/vote to vote.
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Why does my neck. Sound like that
August 25, 2025 at 1:40 AM
Why does my neck. Sound like that
Honey I Shrunk the Kids, but for myself. So I can go into the gap under the baseboards and explore inside the walls and see wtf these house centipedes do back there and how. Omg imagine how terrifying they’d be with that size ratio though. 😳
August 17, 2025 at 6:32 AM
Honey I Shrunk the Kids, but for myself. So I can go into the gap under the baseboards and explore inside the walls and see wtf these house centipedes do back there and how. Omg imagine how terrifying they’d be with that size ratio though. 😳
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I like intimacy, the non-physical kind. ‘Tell me about your day,’ ‘I know that look. what’s up?’ ‘I’ll keep you company,’ ‘this reminds me of you,’ ‘I read that book you love, watched that show. let’s talk about it.’
I like that we can share hearts without sharing bodies.
I like that we can share hearts without sharing bodies.
August 4, 2025 at 12:09 PM
I like intimacy, the non-physical kind. ‘Tell me about your day,’ ‘I know that look. what’s up?’ ‘I’ll keep you company,’ ‘this reminds me of you,’ ‘I read that book you love, watched that show. let’s talk about it.’
I like that we can share hearts without sharing bodies.
I like that we can share hearts without sharing bodies.
I fret so much I lose sleep over the fact that I can’t take my house spiders and house centipedes from my old ass house with me when I move. They are impeccable pest eaters. New newer house has countless problem pests trying to invade. Idk if I can live in a newer house. I’m an old ass house liver.
July 24, 2025 at 6:51 AM
I fret so much I lose sleep over the fact that I can’t take my house spiders and house centipedes from my old ass house with me when I move. They are impeccable pest eaters. New newer house has countless problem pests trying to invade. Idk if I can live in a newer house. I’m an old ass house liver.
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guys my soul is tired
July 24, 2025 at 1:53 AM
guys my soul is tired
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So, this is happening (click through for merch), and 10% of the proceeds go straight back to the PBS Foundation. 🖤
twocrowcollective.com
twocrowcollective.com
July 11, 2025 at 3:23 AM
So, this is happening (click through for merch), and 10% of the proceeds go straight back to the PBS Foundation. 🖤
twocrowcollective.com
twocrowcollective.com
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Me: plush
Brain: plussh
pluhs
pulsh
Me: no
Brain: the last public execution in the US was Rainy Bethea
Me: again, no
Brain: snail farming is called heliciculture
Me: focus
Brain: DARKEN THE CITY NIGHT IS A WIRE
Me: I hate you
Brain: remember the Snorks?
Brain: plussh
pluhs
pulsh
Me: no
Brain: the last public execution in the US was Rainy Bethea
Me: again, no
Brain: snail farming is called heliciculture
Me: focus
Brain: DARKEN THE CITY NIGHT IS A WIRE
Me: I hate you
Brain: remember the Snorks?
May 15, 2025 at 5:08 PM
Me: plush
Brain: plussh
pluhs
pulsh
Me: no
Brain: the last public execution in the US was Rainy Bethea
Me: again, no
Brain: snail farming is called heliciculture
Me: focus
Brain: DARKEN THE CITY NIGHT IS A WIRE
Me: I hate you
Brain: remember the Snorks?
Brain: plussh
pluhs
pulsh
Me: no
Brain: the last public execution in the US was Rainy Bethea
Me: again, no
Brain: snail farming is called heliciculture
Me: focus
Brain: DARKEN THE CITY NIGHT IS A WIRE
Me: I hate you
Brain: remember the Snorks?
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Please don't hand me things.
May 11, 2025 at 7:14 PM
Please don't hand me things.
The funny ain’t funnying anymore #thebleakages
May 11, 2025 at 6:10 AM
The funny ain’t funnying anymore #thebleakages
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Gonna write a memoir and call it "I wouldn't be like this if I knew how" or maybe "Sorry for acting weird I am weird I'll do it again"
April 23, 2025 at 4:30 PM
Gonna write a memoir and call it "I wouldn't be like this if I knew how" or maybe "Sorry for acting weird I am weird I'll do it again"
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My headstone will say..
She died how she came into this world, full of anger, hungry & screaming.
She died how she came into this world, full of anger, hungry & screaming.
April 22, 2025 at 4:41 PM
My headstone will say..
She died how she came into this world, full of anger, hungry & screaming.
She died how she came into this world, full of anger, hungry & screaming.
When I reach into my hoodie pocket and there is no tissue there at the ready for me, my brain becomes a deranged cuckoo clock that opens and out comes a little angry gnomey critter shaking their fist and stamping their feet uttering exasperated protest at the audacity of my empty pocket
April 1, 2025 at 8:22 PM
When I reach into my hoodie pocket and there is no tissue there at the ready for me, my brain becomes a deranged cuckoo clock that opens and out comes a little angry gnomey critter shaking their fist and stamping their feet uttering exasperated protest at the audacity of my empty pocket