I went on a trip that took me through Idaho recently. It was such a depressing drive. The highway was littered with dead owls on the side of the road. I counted 27 within 1 mile. 😭💔

I wish the good parts of history would start repeating themselves.

Just a quick heads up, I have never been a person to use Twitter, X , or anything really. I'm here because it helps. When I asked what the hell I was supposed to do I was told just to write what I think. So that's what I'm going to do.

I put off going to the ER this weekend despite the fact that I was in incredible pain. So much pain I was vomiting or curling up into a ball and crying. I put it off for as long as I could because I can't afford the visit. I spent seven hours waiting. I should've stayed home.

After having my first major seizure I lost a lot of memories. Especially from my early adult life. Today I was looking through some old photos and became overwhelmed by the pain of what I lost. They showed a happy life though, and that is something that I still have.