#brain pain

[shyyycatsblog]

New IIH Update posted on my youtube today ♡

[chronicallyuniconic]

I remember saying phrases like:

"I'm getting worse"

"I'm declining and that's not typical of my diagnosis"

"I'm in more pain"

"I'm more exhausted"

"I'm not getting any better"

"this medication isn't helping"

"I'm struggling with my balance & coordination"

"I get weakness in my limbs"

"I now need help for daily tasks"

"my lymph nodes are swollen"

"I'm asking for help and noone is doing anything"

"can I please have an MRI or more tests done"

But they didn't listen. They either didn't think it was enough to warrant looking at, they didn't care, saw me as a hypochondriac, whatever it was I don't fucking care. They didn't listen.

And now my brain is fucked. FUCKED.

Lesions aplenty. I've started to notice the decline coming faster, my short term memory is gone (past 3 years), it will take me 5 to 10 tries to remember a word and even then I might have to describe it instead, because I can't remember the word, I'm reading family members names like I don't know who the hell they are, I'm more exhausted than ever before, physically and mentally, the head pain is constant, either low level or at it's max, it's always there, my eyes hurt, to touch to blink, to exist, my hairs falling out, I have all sorts of lumps and bumps in my skin attributed to MCAS, it's simply non stop.

I have cried, begged, screamed, persistently asked for help, been extra extra extra polite thinking I'd get somewhere with that, I've consistently told them the (God's) honest truth, and been turned away, diminished, manipulated into believing it's something else like anxiety, that I'm just a headcase.

It's as if when I ask for help, they think it's just for that day, as if im only experiencing those symptoms, when I dare to complain about them, to them.

We're led to believe they can help. They can, but they'll decide if, when, how, why. We're told they can help us. They can, but they don't listen and think it's an exaggeration.

I remember when I asked for help. The doctors face. The words of denial I received. The disdainful look, like I was making it up. The blame they put on me, for experiencing the symptoms I still am.

I remember when I asked for help, now look at me.

[ztrashblog]

SSRI withdrawal is literally the worst. IM AB TO DO SUM CRAZY FR!!!! (Sob on the floor for hours wishing I was dead bc I'm out of Milk)

[rayshippouuchiha]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Zero Chill Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Nedzu (My Hero Academia), Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Todoroki Shouto Additional Tags: Comedy, Humor, Headaches & Migraines, Midoriya Izuku Has Migraines, Mild hurt, Feral Midoriya Izuku, Nedzu is a Little Shit (My Hero Academia), Chaotic Nedzu (My Hero Academia), Izuku Living Up To That Problem Child Name Series: Part 7 of Tales From The Void ~ Ray's Multi-Fandom Ficlet Collection Summary:

“Oh ho ho,” Izuku chortles into the darkness of his closet even as he grabs a bottle of water up so he can start gnawing on the cap. “I think the fuck not you raggedy-armed bitch.”

It’s easy enough to start typing out a reply even with one hand and his vision sometimes blurring in and out.

“I know a guy with more arms who’ll be a way better hero than you ever were,” Izuku mumbles around his water bottle, one eye squinted closed as he puts all of his faith into his phone’s extensively trained spell check and autofill functions.

☕️BUY ME A COFFEE☕️ / PATREON

[burningcomputerpersona]

Sipping on euphoria

But choking on reality

Close your eyes

And picture all the times we got it right

And savor the reality

[commanderaqwahstrainingoutpost]

Am I the only one who find the addition of crafting and resource gathering to farming sim and cozy games stressful? Like my brain is the size of a pea please do not burden it with further tasks. Just let me fish until a shark eats me or move my little house around as much as my neurodivergent brain needs without extra chores. And don't get me started on relationships and calendar cycles.

[tomsmusictaste]

Poll: Best Four Year Strong Album?

It’s Our Time

Rise Or Die Trying

Explains It All

Enemy Of The World

In Some Way, Shape, Or Form

Four Year Strong

Brain Pain

Voting ended onMar 26, 2023