As a kid I was obsessed with watching the clock switch from 11:59 pm to 12:00 am. It felt meaningful but I didn't know why. These last minutes of Unus Annus feel just like that. Thanks for keeping me company for this countdown. It's been special. #MementoMori
Watching the final @UnusAnnus livestream alone with @ButchPrincessG + a million other people. My cat trots proudly into the middle of the room, a live rat hanging from her teeth by its tail. It squeaks, it struggles, it breaks free and escapes. Fitting, somehow. #MementoMori
@ButchPrincessG How do I stop feeling uncomfortable about my shit being so fucking shitty but not so shitty that I'm dead or dying or something and then feeling bad about feeling bad about shit being shitty omg save me from my brain.
My capacity for watching fictional shows and movies has become extremely low. I'd rather spend two hours watching a stream of people drawing than a movie or episodes for the same amount of time. I just can't feel it.
I've learned that being genuine and vulnerable is not beneficial to my life. The feel-good memes have lied, and this experiment in honesty and trust is now over.
My ADHD brain is undermining all the things I'm trying to be and do. I could lose my job. Both of them. I'm barely functional. People are noticing. It's not good. That's why my brain considered driving off the cliff beside the road.