Mildly Miffed

I’ll make this snappy since only like, 2.5 people still read this thing. Prolactin levels are WAAAAAAAY down now. That’s good! I find out in March if the actual tumor is shrinking and I get all my bloodwork redone too. Birth control is being dumb. I have a lot of “breakthrough bleeding,” which basically means … Continue reading Yet another health update

For reals, this is a short post this time. Here’s the rundown: Doctor thinks severe dry eyes are causing my blind spots. Yes, I legit have blind spots, she confirmed. She’s not taking them very seriously, which gives me major anxiety as you can get permanent vision loss from them. I also have the beginnings … Continue reading Update on my tumor shit

Geez, what a terrible year it’s been so far. I really didn’t mean to let things get this out of hand. I plan on doing a proper catch-up post in the next month or two. I’m actually waiting on some more doctor shit so I know what my life is going to be like. Since … Continue reading Brain tumors and pirate-themed headwear

I’m not dead. There. Have a nice day. Seriously though, lol, I do plan on posting again. I got a bit blah over the fact that it’s so hard to find readers. On top of that, a new and demanding career has kept me busy as well as being diagnosed with a pituitary tumor. You … Continue reading Just a quick thing to say I’m not dead

I used to be fun That subject line pretty much sums it up. In the past, I was a silly, happy go-lucky gal (while still somehow being a raging pessimist), who was game for pretty much anything. Lemme ‘splain. When I was in my early 20s, life was good. Well, there was a horrid, manipulative, … Continue reading I Used To Be Fun

I grew up poor. I mean, not so poor that we didn’t always have food or a place to live. I guess I should word that differently. I grew up poor-ish. I’ll explain later. Basically, this post is to talk about the very real trauma of being without money. I honestly think it should be … Continue reading Bug Sprayer Showers and Growing up Poor-ish

*Content Warnings: Suicide, eating disorders, body image issues and very blunt and frequent use of the word fat Ok…so this is a subject that is a big deal to me. Like, a really big deal. I’ve actually written this blog post in my head every day in the shower for the last six months, I … Continue reading Advice From a Fat Personal Trainer and Why You Should Listen to it

*Be forewarned…this post talks about periods, romance, and s-e-x… When I was a kid, my parents were suuuuuuuuper prudish. It was a combination of living in a hyper-religious household mixed with the fact that my older sister dared to have a baby out of wedlock *insert sarcastic gasp* They got over the baby thing pretty … Continue reading Let’s Talk About Chex, Baby!

I’ve always loved being scared. Well, that’s a lie. I always got a thrill from being scared and THAT’S the part I loved. The actual scared part? Not so much. To this day I’m basically the same. Love watching scary movies, the excitement, the terror, the thrill in my otherwise vanilla existence. And then? The … Continue reading Uggs, moss, and headless floating ghosts