Vale Antsca - Andy. Rest In Peace. · 10:00pm Last Thursday
God I’m broken up so badly.
We will all love and miss you so much.
https://www.legacy.com/us/obituaries/name/andrew-cadwell-obituary?id=50029707
God I’m broken up so badly.
We will all love and miss you so much.
https://www.legacy.com/us/obituaries/name/andrew-cadwell-obituary?id=50029707
This is another of those obscure FIMFIC members that I remember conversing with a great deal on my old account.
They were hilarious to chat with and had this fascinating writing style - including a habit of engineering completely new words!
I often wonder if they're still around.
It never fails.
I feel so guilty about not working on my story.
Presently I am back to searching for work.
Every time I get a chance to sit at my PC and I'm not actively combating depression-induced fugue, it seems I'm assailed by a thousand other things I need to do rather than actually write anything. This includes personal stories I'm writing for people as well as my current MLP story.
I've just spent six weeks fighting a Symfony thin client trying to get a development system running so I can actually bill some hours.
I keep hoping that I will awake someday and have the desire to write once again. I have a lot of stories in the works including some personal stories that I've been writing just for particular people.
I've been through two therapy sessions so far. I think those will be the only ones I subject myself to. I do understand that the treatment is probably useful for some candidates - but I can categorically state I'm not one of them. The sedating effects and the odd numbness weren't the issue - it was the dissociation. I've never experienced that before, and if I had issues with panic disorder before ... I most certainly have them more than ever now. Being out of control with terror, yet
Having fought clinical depression now since it first reared its ugly head during my first year of undergraduate studies back in 1996 ... and failed.
I am to undergo my first round of ketamine therapy tomorrow.
Let's see if this will help me at all.
I know it's always tempting to escalate an interaction with pieces of human garbage like Bendy describes here.
But please try not to escalate these situations.
It's been a long time since I sat down and wrote another somewhat-vacuous blog. I have been slowly recovering the past few weeks from a back injury that left me unable to walk, dress, shower, and so forth for a while. I did finally limp my way into a local Critical Care facility - wherein the physician chose to laugh at my description of the pain I was experiencing, make light of me being "old", and then sent me away with a handful of anti-inflammatories. Which of course have done nothing at
I had been writing a story of 100k+ words on my first FIMFIC account some years ago - late 2016 through until the middle of 2018 when in the grip of a psychotic break I deleted my account.
I have regretted that move EVERY SINGLE DAY - because that original story was one very dear to me, and very close to my heart.
The only thing I have left now is one poorly written draft chapter. The rest is gone.