Came back out of “brain hell” and now my rats have mites that I need to treat. One day recently I either had some kind of stroke or seizure. I was in the hospital for almost 2 weeks. Still getting tests run, poked and prodded every day with several needles, had no phone access.
All of this stuff has been so odd. It’s like someone slipped me something. Like, I don’t actually think that, but it was out of left field and so odd how everything happened so it’s the closest thing I can think of. I hope that makes sense.
We haven’t been able to determine if some of the marijuana I recently smoked had been laced with something else or not, I’ve stopped smoking altogether on my own accord though just in case, because whatever the hell fucked me up lately isn’t worth it. Still investigating.
Day 2 of reintegrating back into society, I learned a few things today:
- one of my rats is female 💀
- she’s pregnant now ☠️
I’m setting up a safe space for the babies to come in a few weeks, they’ll have their own enclosure and I’m going to find them homes
I would, uhhh, really like to live as long as possible so we will see. I have decided to stop weed cold turkey too, because if there’s any chance it was caused by it, I couldn’t handle this as a potential rare side effect. Not worth it for me.
Came back out of “brain hell” and now my rats have mites that I need to treat. One day recently I either had some kind of stroke or seizure. I was in the hospital for almost 2 weeks. Still getting tests run, poked and prodded every day with several needles, had no phone access.
CPTSD is sitting alone on your birthday and telling yourself you like it this way. It’s convincing yourself you don’t need anyone when the truth is, you needed people deeply once and they weren’t there for you. So you learned to stop needing them before they could be the ones to leave first. The loneliness you choose can still feel safer than the abandonment you never chose.
@D2ultima Thank you so much. I am actually doing a bit better now but I’m still unable to recall the day that I lost my memory, I will take wins wherever I can get them though. Happy my brain is still working at all.
So basically, my brain decided it was ready to give up on me and stop my life for like 2 weeks, that was fun. Now I’m reintegrating into society. Haven’t had my phone for 2 weeks.
isolating experience. My incarceration (🤣) has ended and now I am getting used to life again. Thankful that my parents were here to help take care of my little guys until I got out of the hospital. No joke, but my brain literally just kicked the bucket on me and left me for