Absolutely forgot that I have two different accounts on here. At least the parody account is active again I guess.

the saying is that it can't be this bad forever.

but god, that doesn't feel realistic anymore.

If you reach out any kind of crisis support, whether it is a suicide and crisis hotline or a therapist, please be open and honest with them. It is so so difficult to help when the person refuses to give even basic information.

I know that this is all part of the flooding the zone strategy.
I know that I shouldn't let It keep from feeling my joy.
But I am just constantly overwhelmed.

if I were to wake up tomorrow and someone were to tell me that the zombie apocalypse had started, I would have such a huge sense of relief.

How messed up is that?

Despite everything going on, on my birthday I felt very seen and very loved. And it's a boost that I think that I really needed. thank you to everyone.

I am doing my best. Everyday is a new horror.

But I am doing so much role-play! coping mechanisms GO!

today's disaster: Trump tried to defund a program that is directly responsible for my job receiving funding. It got blocked by a judge, But I didn't even know that it was happening. I didn't even know that my job was in danger.

how many directions is this going to affect me?

everyday we find out something awful that the Cheeto is doing. And everyday since he took office I have had some kind of a anxiety attack.

This is so ridiculous. All that I want is to be left alone to play my games and transition in peace. I just don't understand why this is happening.

Bright side: All of this pent-up sadness and rage is being channeled into one hell of a D&D storyline.

The fact is that I'm scared. there's so many what-ifs and it's driving me insane. But I refuse to quit because that's what they want and I have just enough spite left in me.

This is my personal Bluesky, not to be confused with my werewolf page. This is the much sadder version.