#personal shit

[s-s--d-d]

Alguien a quien le importas no te hace sentir así.

[thenerdgetspersonal]

Yet againnnnn woke up at 5am and couldn't fall back asleep

I slept 6 hours i think which isn't abominable, but i'll try to squeeze in a nap during my lunch break

I'm nervous for my neuro appointment because what if he's dismissive and what if i can't succintly explain my situation and what if he's like "you're not in pain now so you're fine". And also these past few months of terrible migraines were pretty unprompted, i did not identify any trigger.

So now i have half an hour and i'm too restless to try to sleep but what else am i supposed to do at 6am. And i'm also very very hungry but i'm having breakfast at a cafe so i can work there until my appointment so it's still like 2 hours until i can eat something

I want a new brain i hope my neurologist can hook me up because this one fucking sucks

[notlikeotherwarlocks]

sometimes I think i hate being romance repulsed/apothiromantic

Romance makes me feel disgusted, it genuinely makes my stomach drop. But I see it everywhere and I just have to move on

Not to mention the isolation of seeing so many people you know talk about their relationships and feeling like you're "wrong".

[octolingplush]

"if it bugs you i won't say it :)" IT BUGS ME BECAUSE ITS A FUCKING SLUR????

[thenerdgetspersonal]

I would be chill with my tattoo artist taking forever to email me back (i would not) if it wasn't for the fact that i have to plan a whole ass trip to his country specifically around the tattoo and because in the email i said "since the tattoo is on my chest, i'm trans, is that gonna be ok with you?" And i'm 98% sure he'll be like "brother i do not give a fuck" but it's still. What if.

Anyways i hope hope hope tomorrow i get a reply, but i'm not holding my breath

And also tomorrow i have my first neurologist appointment! I'm a bit overwhelmed because i don't really know what i want/need

Like i got anesthetic injected into my brain nerves and i'm fine now, so i'm worried he's gonna dismiss me. But like once this wears off i do not wanna go back to the not being able to leave the bed for days on end other than to work. I just hope i get a good night's sleep and i'm lucid enough tomorrow to explain everything in a coherent and cohesive way. And i hope he gives me something that helps

[hedonistbyheart]

Been watching a guy going through the Beatles' discography just as background noise and aside from the fact that he pretends it's all new to him (how sheltered do you have to be to have never heard Yesterday or help! - come on) he also keeps saying he doesn't like John's voice. Totally valid to prefer one of the others, to be clear, but what do you mean you can't stand Lucy in the sky because you think John's voice is bad??????? Just - what?

I am baffled.

[carnivorousalicearts]

Young Lady Hedera Maleora. Talking to someone whom she's bought information from, including old or recent pictures. Neilikka, as she seems to call herself.

A little explanation to the previous drawing. At the back is one of the maids in Hedera's service. They are known as Old Sasha, despite their youthfulness. A title among the ladies in waiting, perhaps?

This other person is actually called Rinne... A recently departed person from Dehl, previously employed by a high ranked Dehlian family when this takes place. Timeframe is ambiguous for now.

A neighbouring country has a monarchy, and Hedera has been planted into a family that exists on the higher rank's lower rungs. Thus, becoming a noble. As a part of their system, she has a chance to become a Lady of a Territory, or even a Baroness, depending on where her life leads her, and how much she can survive the system. She has step siblings and plenty of other step family. Her family is fairly loving and provides her with privileges, but cons come with having the eyes of the higher ranked families gazing upon them... Yet, after a certain war over 100 years ago, the stability in between their families have been decent, and power-plays minimal. While Taruma still has specific volatile sayings rampantly guiding the actions of some, the pieces of this monarchy anxiously gaze at the Death Zone, and remember. Some things can never be taken back. Try and trust WPAF and their orders, as they supported the army during it's mostly cross-continent formation.