Random mumblings of a no-longer Art History-type person.

That's right y'all. I've straight up quit the humanities. I'm working a dead-end office job, saving up to go back to school and get a BS in computer science... because I think I'd be good at it, and it would be more fulfilling at this point in my life. So yeah, I pretty much wasted like 6 years of my life, but who's counting? Me.

Also, I have bi-polar disorder so I often post crazy stuff as I am emotionally unbalanced. So enjoy that.

 

labocat:

labocat:

Uh, so I switched over to SMC, but the south park subtitles stayed….

In case anyone was wondering, it did, in fact, continue.

labocat:

labocat:

Uh, so I switched over to SMC, but the south park subtitles stayed….

In case anyone was wondering, it did, in fact, continue.

I’m going to an Oktoberfest event for work in a bit… I know it’s not German, but I hope there is bacon.

I wan’t bacon.

ozziescribbler:

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"FOR WHEN THE MOON IS PUNISHING YOU" (The Mary Sue)

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I DON’T USE PADS BUT I WANT THESE SO BAD

socialanxietymouse:

Yep.

This is the Liebowitz Social Anxiety Scale Test.

Level of social anxiety isn’t a competition - but this is a useful tool for getting an idea for yourself, and for others to get a glimmer of what social anxiety disorder means in day to day life.

68… sounds about right. But sometimes I flip-flop depending on my mood or meds.

shubbabang:

funny story my 5th grade elementary school teacher was the one who figured out i had crazy bad adhd

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i hope she’s doing well

This same thing happened to me… except she brought my parents in… and was a major bitch… and then told my parents to just bring me to a psychiatrist and get put on ADHD meds ASAP… funny story, I have Bipolar 2 so I went nutzo crazy on those meds and everyone was like “woah that was weird… here, have some antidepressants” and then I got worse (again, BP2, and SSRIs are not the best for us peeps)… so I stopped taking meds completely and my parents gave up saying I just had an interesting personality.

So yeah then I just dealt with that until the ripe age of 22 when my then boyfriend (now husband yay!) kinda nicely let me know that him comforting me and trying to get me out of bed everyday wasn’t the best… and we had a long talk about meds… and how I was afraid… So I saw a therapist and psychiatrist and BOOM was diagnosed with BP2 and properly treated.  I was put on a med that still let me be myself without the crazy mood shifts and crippling depression.  I still made art, in fact I was BETTER.

Then a bunch of bad shit happened until a few months ago (woah I’m 26 now gross) and I’m back on track.  Doodling all over the place and super functional. YAY.

I have no idea how I survived all of those years un-diagnosed. I guess I’m just lucky.  Plus D and I started dating at 16 so it was only like 6 years of hell since I started showing symptoms at 9.

I wish everyone who had a mental illness/affliction had a Derek. I think if I had a genie and three wishes that would definitely be one of them

PSYCHO PASS 2 IS GONNA BE SO GREAT GUIS SO GREAT OMG I’M SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW

I always feel guilty for not being pretty enough to be a hair model for my stylist.  He always does crazy cool stuff to my hair and it’s not like he can take pictures and put them in his portfolio or anything… Sometimes they post pictures of me on the salon’s blog, but I’m always making a dumb face.