I feel like I’ve been spending the last two weeks trying to catch up from when my teef were taken out of my face. I feel like I missed an entire week of stuff – probably because I did. Honestly, it’s been a little stressful – I’ve been overwhelmed trying to get things going, or…
My face is so poofy! And it feels weird. The end
In pictures! Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday
So. I talked to my clinic and after two years off birth control and trying to get my body back in shape (with, eh, results) and realizing that it’s actually like, still debilitatingly painful – and painkillers don’t always work – and that I’m tired of freaking out every time I’m a day late, and…
Looking back, it’s no wonder that all of the feelings and self loathing that lead to my depression, brought depression. I was taught that I was worthless, that I should never think well of myself, that I needed to be humble, I was never allowed to show any emotion that was not a plastic smile.…
I haven’t been writing or drawing. Life happened and took with it all of my energy and some of my resolve. I’m putting pieces back together now. Itching to draw Afraid of writing.
Sometimes I feels like my very existence, because I am female is threatened (by people who want to shame and control me because of my biology). I don’t like this feeling. Oh, that I were a man!
I finished in 11th place when voting ended – which is really good as I was still in the top 30. The 30 who move on will be judged on multiple factors, voting is just one of them (so placing is no guarantee) but I also got a lot of likes and comments and views…
These are way cuter. Find them (and a blog code) over at Short Division. And don’t forget to vote!
I found out while on vacation and internet-less that I made it. I’ve been trying frantically to stay on top (walking around for any semblence of data so I could tweet a tweet that I drafted hours before – it was a nightmare). I need to be in the top 30 for the first round…