I've never thought much about how I regulated before. I'm sure many people can relate. Then I was forced to grow up. My birthday started to include a 3 as the first digit and I was still hiding in a bath tub with a joint and a pint. It was time I started to get… Continue reading Self-regulation
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Transitions
10 minutes. I struggle with transitions. I have learned this after many years of managing my own life and trying to get by. I have yo-yo-ed between thinking I hate mornings and that I have sleep problems. There have been times in my life when I have taken sleeping pills to get to sleep and… Continue reading Transitions
Depression, desperation and drugs.
I never related to Bree from Desperate Housewives. Her depiction of finishing her housework then pouring a drink, seemed far from my attitude. Yet here I am, 32 and a half years under my belt, house clean and tidy, washing all done and sorted, two glasses down. Oh and itβs 2:30 in the afternoon. I… Continue reading Depression, desperation and drugs.
Oxytocin, attachment and blah.
I am learning all sorts about this hormone. It's effects were of huge interest to me some time ago. And in my usual circular fashion, I am addressing my interest once again. Only this time, there's new knowledge. And this knowledge is answering some questions. Now I know the conclusions made by a mainstream article… Continue reading Oxytocin, attachment and blah.
Lying my way from You.
The weather is turning. There's condensation on the tops of cars in the evening. My mind is changing, too. I no longer feel a pang of jealously imaging people at creamfields. I've had to take some time out of life. I needed it. Having my social life taken away in August of 2020 was a… Continue reading Lying my way from You.
Picture
I didn't paint a picture. I didn't mask at all. The pretty drugs and flashing lights were there to watch me fall. I fell just like a princess. With girly twirls and hair. I'd pick up work and smile and flirt and never really care. My act was like a mirror. But a mirror, we… Continue reading Picture
Unprepared for no choice
This is one of the gripes I have with the way I was parented. Not in a 'woe is me, I must punish' kinda way. But in a 'huh, I see where that went wrong' kinda way. Don't get me wrong, my parents are my parents and I will always love them for bringing me… Continue reading Unprepared for no choice
Communication
Technology is apparently the devil. I don't see it. Even with the best will in the world, the devil is on everybody's shoulder some of the time. That's a social construct of humankind. Not a piece of furniture. If technology is causing problems, it's because of the humans that are using it. I don't have… Continue reading Communication
Christmas has changed.
It's Xmas Eve, im in getting quietly stoned with my other half. We are also having wine. I've turned down the chance to go out for drinks. So have half my friends it seems. That's probably why I'm so ok with not being out. I'm not missing out on anything. I know where my close… Continue reading Christmas has changed.
Unpopular opinion... Weed cures diseases that only exist because people used to smoke weed. Maybe I've smoked too much weed π€








