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Thinking of taking a benzodiazepine to treat MdDS? Don't.
Up until a couple of months ago, if someone asked me what having Mal de Debarquement syndrome was like, I probably would have replied with:
It’s hell.
Now though, I’d say:
Mate, it’s a walk in the park.
Why the sudden change in sentiment? Because now I feel as though I really know what hell is. It’s called Benzodiazepines.
On the advice of UCLA neurologist Dr. Yoon Hee Cha, I have been taking clonazepam (aka Paxam, Rivotril, Klonopin) for the past two years to assist with my MdDS symptoms. The theory was, the sedative quality of this drug would calm down the suspected ‘over-activity’ in my brain that was causing the dizziness.
But now we know MdDS isn’t an overactive brain. It’s a miscommunication between the ocular and vestibular systems and can be fixed with exercises similar to physiotherapy. So in essence, the clonazepam isn’t really doing anything for my dizziness.
What it has done though is cause insomnia, anxiety, a feeling of emptiness and sadness and issues with my dear old bladder. I only twigged to this a couple of months ago when, after years of sleeping like a normal person, I started waking early in the night to go to the toilet. Something I’ve never done before. The doctor said I had a bladder infection. I took his nasty antibiotics. The sleeping got worse.
I know now this is because antibiotics react with benzodiazepines and can cause acute withdrawal symptoms. But a couple of months ago, I had no idea what was wrong, although I felt, in my waters, that the bladder infection wasn’t causing my new symptoms of sleeping difficulties and mood changes.
After waking up at 4:30am or some rude hour for perhaps the second month in a row, I suddenly had an epiphany. I put my doctor Google fingers on the keyboard and typed in ‘Clonazepam addiction, Clonazepam tolerance and Clonazepam side effects’. This is a very condensed list of symptoms I found:
Body aches or pain
Chills
Cough, difficulty with breathing
Discouragement
Dizziness, ear congestion
Feeling sad or empty
Fever, headache
Irritability
Lack of appetite
Loss of interest or pleasure
Loss of voice, nasal congestion
Poor coordination
Runny nose
Shakiness and unsteady walk
Sleepiness or unusual drowsiness
Sneezing, sore throat
Tiredness
Trouble with concentrating
Trouble with sleeping
Unsteadiness, trembling, or other problems with muscle control or coordination
Being forgetful
Bladder pain, bloody or cloudy urine
Frequent urge to urinate
General feeling of discomfort or illness
Mood or mental changes
Muscle aches and pains
Nausea, nervousness
Excessive dreaming
Irregular, pounding, or racing heartbeat or pulse
I rang my Aunty who is a GP in Cairns. I asked her if the Clonazepam was, to put it plainly, making me insane. She said people can become tolerant to, or dependent on Clonazepam and other benzodiazepines and one of the common signs is insomnia.
After hearing that, I wanted to get my bottle of Clonazepam and set it on fire.
I would say I’m a fairly stoic person. I can perform under a huge amount of stress, I can push through grief, I can continue to function as a largely normal twenty-something despite having a rare, dizzy condition. But there are two things I definitely cannot cope with: a lack of sleep and a lack of food. Some people get grumpy, some get a bit depressed. Me? I go your full feral, tearing-hair-out, crying, raging lunatic.
So a drug that causes insomnia is definitely not one I want to take anymore. Problem is, you can’t just stop taking benzodiazepines cold turkey because the withdrawal symptoms can be even worse than the side effects of the drugs. So, once you make the decision to quit a benzo, the doctor will put you on a taper plan.
Mine was fairly simple:
Reduce current 0.5mg dose to 0.25mg for two weeks. Then (as benzo withdrawal patients say) jump off.
I was fine with the 0.25mg but when I ‘jumped off’ I experienced the worst insomnia of my life. Four nights of minimal if any sleep.
I know it doesn’t sound that bad. People are starving in the Sudan, others are being beheaded in Syria, some people have completely incurable diseases, have cancer, half a leg, some people are vegetables and some have had all their children die. I don’t want to make those situations sound frivolous with my four nights of insomnia. But what I will suggest to you is this: there is something extremely terrifying about battling your own mind. Insomnia does that to you. It makes you irrational, depressed, anxious and worst of all, if you’re alone while you’re awake in the middle of the night, you start to get scared of yourself.
A crumpled, broken, whimpering mess, I dragged myself to the doctor, again. He told me it takes 10 days to eliminate Clonazepam from your system and that’s why I wasn’t able to sleep. My brain was screaming for the drug. It wouldn’t rest until it got its fix. He said the insomnia would only last for the 10 days it took to eliminate the Clonazepam, I told him I’d rather die than be awake for 10 days straight. So he gave me Stillnox, claiming it didn’t affect the same area of the brain that the benzos do (I have, however, since read research that Stilnox, also known as Zolpidem, works on the same receptors of the brain.) The doctor told me to take Stillnox to help me sleep while my body got rid of the Clonazepam.
So I did. I expected the Stilnox to wipe me out. I mean, all those Aussie swimmers were sleep walking on it, so it should be powerful enough to konk out a little, non-athletic, person like me. Right?
WRONG.
I lay awake, my chest constricting, my body paralysed. My limbs might have been lead-like, but my mind was rearing to go. You could have asked me to write a thesis on the benefits of green smoothies and yoga and I could have done it in a flash (with the help of some eye-controlled assistance technology). It’s a sensation I never want to experience again. I imagine it is not dissimilar to being in a vegetative state.
Completely dissatisfied with my own doctor’s advice, I again rang up my Aunty (the GP). She said a lot of people experience this ‘sleep paralysis’ with Stilnox and that I may have come off the Clonazepam too quickly. She suggested I go back to 0.25mg and taper off more slowly. So I did. That night I took half an orange pill and woke the next morning at 8am. The longest sleep I had probably had in two-months. You would think it would make me feel better. But it didn’t. I started getting anxious about going to bed.
What if that good night’s sleep was a one off? What if I don’t sleep tonight?. Will I ever be able to sleep without drugs ever again?
My doctor Google habit spiked. I was on my phone every spare second, researching Clonazepam withdrawal, coping strategies, I signed up for a benzo withdrawal support forum. These patients said they had only slept for twenty minutes in the past 6-months! I slept fairly unsoundly for the next couple of nights. Had another all-nighter. Decided to go to my parents house, get some emotional support. While there, I was able to sleep a bit. But I felt as if my ability to sleep was perched, precariously, on the edge of a high rise. One slight wind shift, and it would plunge to its death. My mental state was similarly fragile.
Then just two nights ago, while back at my own house, I had another night of insomnia. I didn’t drift off until 5:00am (after my psychologist Uncle rang me at 3.30am to give me some relaxation techniques). I only slept until 7:00am. On two-hours of fitful sleep, I went to work the next day feeling like a stranger in my own body.
That afternoon I went to a different doctor. He was really good. He sat patiently through my hour-long investigative-journalist style interrogation, where, armed with months of Dr Google research, I shot out words like GABA-receptors, nor adrenaline, melatonin, protracted withdrawal. I made him draw me diagrams of neurons, made him explain, in full scientific detail, what benzodiazepines do to your brain and why I’m having trouble sleeping. He drew the diagrams, answered my questions and asked me if I was a science student. ‘No, I’m a lot worse than that’, I said.’ I’m a journalist’.
He then recommended I switch to Valium (which has a longer half-life than Clonazepam but is shorter acting, it is also a lot less potent. 0.5mg of Clonazepam is the equivalent of about 10mg of Valium) and taper about 1mg every two weeks. He told me it could take up to a year to completely get off the drug. He also wanted me to go on an anti-depressant to give me a better chance of ‘succeeding’ with getting off the drugs, to stop me from feeling ‘fed up’ with the withdrawal symptoms.
Unsure about switching to Valium because of the longer half-life, I reluctantly signed his drug withdrawal contract and took my new prescriptions home. I told my Aunty about this different doctor’s new taper plan. She strongly suggested I stay with her formula. She said she and this new doctor were on the same wavelength, but she reckons she can get me off Clonazepam faster and with less side effects.
Her plan is to stay on 0.25 mg of Clonazepam for another week, then go to 0.125 mg for two weeks. During this time I will start a new medication called Valdoxan, which is supposed to assist your brain in producing the sleep hormone melatonin. With her plan, I would get off the Clonazepam in a couple of weeks and shouldn’t be walking around strung out on Valium all day.
I’m starting the Valdoxan tonight, so I’ll keep you posted. I am also on an out-patient herbal withdrawal program called ‘The Road Back’. I’ve been on it for about a week and I have noticed my anxiety about sleeping is better. My Uncle, the kind psychologist who helped me sleep that other night, has also been a huge support! (Pretty handy having your own medical team in the family hey?)
Anyway, in the meantime, can I strongly suggest if you have MdDS and are thinking about taking a benzodiazepine to assist with your symptoms, just don’t even go there. I think there are better ways to manage your anxiety about having this conditions, and really, we don’t need to worry anymore. Researchers know that MdDS exists now. Sufferers aren’t being told they have depression or the dizziness is ‘all in our heads’. There’s even drug-free treatment. That’s the treatment I’m all about.
While my withdrawal is by no means easy, it is a lot easier than some other people have had. People can develop tinnitus, chronic pain, suicide-ideation, a doctor even told me one of his patients who was trying to come off lorazepam (another type of benzo) started hallucinating and saw devils eating her children in the car.
These drugs are scary as all hell.
The doctors aren’t even sure what brain receptors benzos work on. That’s why it’s so hard to get off them. I’ve read it’s easier to withdraw from heroin than it is from a benzo. Thankfully, certain benzos, including Clonazepam, are now being made ‘restricted drugs’ in Australia – meaning it’s a lot harder to access them. I wish that rule had been in place two-years ago when I went to the doctor and was simply told, ‘oh Clonazepam CAN be habit forming, but you’ll be fine, here have a low dose of 1mg.’
So this is my new challenge. Lucky me. But just imagine, when I conquer this, well there won’t be much I can’t do. Childbirth, Chinese Water Torture, sitting on a nest of bull ants – bring it on.
Amy
My doctor gave them these pills after I’ve told them I was too scared of going to sleep from constant nightmares. I stopped taking them for a while because of the constant aches in my body and once out of pure exhaustion just passing out (almost 2 years ago I think) I didn’t know any of this and no one told me
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Nickelodeon have announced a plan to build an underwater theme park in Coron, Palawan, Philippines. They claim the 400 hectares would “advocate ocean protection,” however by building artificial structures they will actually damage and disrupt Palawan’s marine ecosystems - one of the Philippines most beautiful natural areas.
For a channel that targets children, this is unacceptable and sends a terrible message - to destroy the natural world and replace it with plastic and fantasy.
WE need to preserve what we have left and celebrate the beauty in nature.
If you agree, join Save Philippine Seas and 150,000+ others and sign the petition here: https://www.bataris.org.ph/petitions/no-to-nickelodeon-s-underwater-theme-park-in-palawan
This isn’t WoY related, but by god this is so messed up.
Nickelodeon, your most famous charactr is a seacreature, and you choose to destroy a part of a beautiful Philipine reef….to promote ocean protection?
Have you taken charity lessons from PETA and Autism Speaks? Kill what you promote to protect?
Fuck you seriously.
Guys, please sign the petition!
PLEASE sign the petition.
As a marine biologist, Stephen Hillenburg would have never approved of this :(
I drew something spooky
Throw back to an old character
In case you didn’t see my twitter, here y’all go 
Okay, I’m sorry but I just feel so restless about the bushfires, I made a mini-comic. Maybe it will get a few more people to donate. I wish I could do more. Please see http://wires.org.au if you want to help. :(
I cried… a lot.
Then I made a small donation to WIRES (link above). I wish there was more I could do.
I don’t understand why everyone is flipping out about this now. Wildfires happen in Australia all the time. It’s nothing new, same as the forest fires in the Amazon last year.
https://www.google.se/search?q=Wildfire+Australia&hl=en&biw=1440&bih=754&source=lnt&tbs=cdr%3A1%2Ccd_min%3A%2Ccd_max%3A12%2F31%2F2018&tbm=
Except it’s not the same, it’s worse.
https://www.nbcnews.com/science/environment/australia-s-fires-could-change-country-forever-n1110301
Wildfires are a part of the natural rhythms of Australia’s environment. But scientists haven’t seen anything like this before.
Wrath aka Rampage
Bloody Mary babez
My autistic brother created a new family Christmas tradition
Okay, so last year, my mom bought this Christmas moose that she lovingly named Barry
This is him
Cute, right?
Well, for whatever reason only known to my brother, he decided that he wanted to put Barry in different rooms of our house and it usually scares the shit out of whomever happens upon Barry; usually the person who finds him is the person that my brother wanted to scare.
So far, Barry has been found
On our dining room table
On my dad's side of my parents' bed
In my parents' closet
Outside their bedroom door (at 5 in the morning and scared my mother shitless)
Near the kitchen door
Near my fucking bed
At the bottom of my sister's stairwell
In our bathroom
And down the hallway
This has gone on for 9 days and it doesn't seem to show signs of stopping. Most of the time we know who gets Barry because it's always followed with a very loud "FUCKING BARRY!!!!!"
My brother is the funniest fucking person I know.
Update:
He found his way into my sister's room.
And my brother is cackling maniacally downstairs.
Holy fuck this doll is creepy
Another update:
The soft glow of the Christmas tree seems to quell his bloodlust
vote to replace the evil surveillance Elf on the Shelf with Barry the Chrismoose
Broke: Elf on the Shelf Woke: Moose on the Loose
I already have a crippling fear of moose, this is enough to make me unexist
Rampage confusing the local priest
Feel free to name this character
My dudes