Bringing it all back home! · 5:55am Aug 26th, 2019
I am going to have to bite the bullet and actually park my arse down tomorrow and do some writing.
I am going to have to bite the bullet and actually park my arse down tomorrow and do some writing.
[Content Warning: (inaccurately depicted) obsessive mental illness]
“C’mon, Twilight. It’s time for supper!”
Twilight Velvet peeked into Twilight’s study. The young mare was hunched over her notebook, her pen dancing across the page in long, curled strokes. Velvet walked over to get a closer look. “What are you working on?” she asked.
“Oh, I’m just writing,” Twilight replied.
“All right. Well, when you’re finished, come on down, okay? Supper’s just about ready.”
As anyone could tell from looking at this account, I have no stories up on this site. It's not that I don't want to write, it's just that depression likes to act like a fucking toddler in my brain and won't let me function on anything whatsoever. However, I have gotten into contact with a psychiatrist recently and am hoping to get medicated soon. If that happens, I wanted to ask what you all think I'd be good at writing or if you have anything you'd like to see from me. I could use the ideas,
A popular setting for horror anything is the haunted asylum. See, it was filled with crazy people. Crazy people are all sociopathic professional serial killers, and when they die they all turn into ghosts with have an insatiable drive to kill stupid teenagers. Nevermind that the inmates of asyla generally had even fewer rights and protections than even regular prisoners for a ridiculously long time, and the mentally "normal" staff would visit unspeakable torment on them, or allow others to do
You should always try and be mindful about the feelings of those around you, no matter who they are or where you are.
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Hush was an incredibly personal story to me, not for the usual reasons. Hush was personal to me because it really shed some light on my struggles with Paranoid Schizophrenia. The feeling that somebody is watching you, the hallucinations, the voices, and (For me) the tactile hallucinations are all very real. The worst part of the illness is that it's in the one place you can never escape: Your head.
So.. I’ve had a long time EKG on Monday and it showed the quick changes of heart frequency and the tachycardia..
So I had assumed, like the madman that I am, that I would have SO much more time to write when the school year started and my hours at work would change. Well, without going into tremendous detail about my life, it seems that online learning has greatly impacted me. I currently have less time while I adjust AGAIN to how my daily routines go. So this isn't me saying "I stopped working on my story," but rather to please continue to be patient.
It's coming.
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So glad you made your way to this blog.
I usually try and do a post with my stories the day they're posted so that they have some explanation. Obviously, I'm a wee bit late on this one, so forgive me
WARNING: WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR THE MOVIE BIRD BOX. IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN IT, TURN BACK NOW.
there's pretentious latin in the subject line, gotta be a darf-blog
We hesitated making a blog about anything currently political because we feel privileged and unequipped to adequately discuss the topics at hand. After some discussion, we've decided to link to some blog posts from other authors on the site who have said things better than we could.
Three days off every week. Sleep through the first day. The next two days I wake in six hour segments before the tiredness kicks in and I go sleep for another eight hours, spend another six hours awake until my energy wears down again, exhausted by nothing, back to bed. The last night/day/morning, whatever I call it, stay awake too long, desperate to accomplish something on my extended weekend. Jujitsu begins two hours before my overnight shift at Good Burger. I miss it, as usual.
So I finished reading John Green’s new novel: Turtles All the Way Down. And it is now my personal book of the year for 2017 and my new favorite John Green novel. Though I’m incredibly biased as the book is essentially about anxiety and mental illness, of which I am terrifyingly familiar with.
I have a friend. I have known her for 2 decades. She always had fussy thinking. I tried to teach her skepticism, but she always refused because she did not want to lose the magic in the world. She now believes that the Illuminati who are lizard-people run the world but Trump will save us.
Japanese put Western freaks in their place. Good.
When jokes are more than jokes. They become reality.
Disney being disgusting as usual.
Men Cannot Be Women, homeless black disagrees...
Look at all the fluid animation, look at the charm! Everything's in theme, and it's gorgeous and it's only the first three minutes.
#memepredictions btw, Spike's WhatchuTALKINbout coolguy-mcgroovy-motion will be popular gif.
Also 'Smile?' with Twilight twitching will be a thing too. It's too good to pass up.
Damn dude, 30 seconds chock full of meme potential right after the three minute mark.
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Trigger Warning: the following is an in-depth, candid article about emotional trauma and the resulting suicidal ideation, written by someone with severe C-PTSD.
Today, I got the John Green Novel Turtles All The Way Down.
Today, I finished it.
Today, I felt the need to make a blog post about how this book affected me and inspired my story Hidden.
I feel silly here, well I did until I Googled "MLP and PTSD"... I was a bit surprised and a little excited to see so many results. I of course wish none of us(those with PTSD and other Mental Health problems who found solace in a cartoon about ponies) had this at all. I have alot to say on the matter however find myself unable to write right now(a lack of time and a surplus of painful hands). I do want to just express how awesome it is that there is others, it's very typical for me to feel
I'm still waiting for the ketamine treatments to improve my mood, but I've only had two so far.
At least it's not ECT again...
I'm non-productive. I want this to change. I want to write again.