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Look at Hemochromatosis, if you haven't heard of it. It is common to people of Northern UK descent, and it is rarely screened by doctors. Good luck.

I've read some information and I'll bring it up with my doctor.

I gotta find out more about the NSA 100S water filter.

17 years ago today on Friday, September 14, 2001 my good friend Linda, who was like a mother to me, lost her life, unexpectedly. It was three days after the 9/11 attacks and the world was still in shock. We were so close that a group of people came to my house, to tell me she had died. They knew I'd lose my mind, and for lack of a better word, I did. This was our favourite song together, and the lyrics nearly killed me in light of the terror attacks: "it's the terror of knowing what this world is about" and "Insanity laughs under pressure; we're breaking". Her loss pushed me over the edge. I was hysterical at her funeral, as one of my only public displays of affection ever.

I love you, Linda.

I can't believe I'm exactly the age you were then, almost to the day. It shows me how short your life was.

Rest in peace, Tiger Girl.

Here's a happier one for her:



We played this on repeat for 12 hours in my car, on a long distance drive.

Being human oncemore

I really need space right now. I tell people i need space. That means stop asking me if im ok!! !! I'll be ok once I have space.

Counseling
$$

Structural Engineering
Former aikido instructor number 37
Gorging, weight
Homeless

Autism
Homophobia
Mister redelings

Preparation for the future, emotionally and financially

Ideal job

Forms of unearned income

Theory of Multiple Intelligences


Precious lil "people" too loud and impatient and rude at 7-11 but I feel afraid to say anything because you do not know who has a gun or rap sheet

Feel so contracted


But they are just normal riffraff and they didn't kill me so look on the bright side

This is probably the only place on the internet where, I can say something, and not be made to feel wrong or demonized for such.

Yay, no more intensive outpatient program (three hours, about two of everyone talking about what's been going on with them recently and one going over stuff I already know from other therapy stuff - not helpful at all to me because I'm in a completely different life stage from everyone else there. I was always the only one there still living with their parents and usually the only one with no job, spouse/significant other, or kids.) for me! Maybe now I'll finally be able to make some sort of progress toward... I don't know, something, at least. I guess the first thing we'll do is try to get me on disability benefits (but I'm very afraid they won't think I'm "disabled enough" - I'm extremely accustomed to having people underestimate just how much I'm affected by things, and being accused of just not trying hard enough or not caring when I'm actually trying my hardest)... then I guess just save up until I can afford my own apartment and all the things that come with it. Then what? Continue with just existing there, instead of here, and leeching off of society instead of my parents? Kind of feels like there's not much point to that.

Congratulations! It's a big accomplishment to be done therapy. If you have autonomy and independence (to a satisfying degree) with your parents, don't feel you have to move out. It's an unnecessary pressure.

For some reason neither Amazon nor Indigo are accepting my credit card.

damn.

bicycles

It wasn't because of that. I'm not even sure what it was.

It's working now, weirdly.

I just bought the Sandman series by Neil Gaiman.