The Mess I Call My Blog

“don’t take it personally” how would you like me to take it then? professionally? romantically? academically?

I love wasting my babymaking years! I love contributing to low birth rates! countdown to menopause! #fruitlesswomb

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"i feel besquintled", said no one ever. because that's not a word.

One thing I really like about Beverly Engel's book It Wasn't Your Fault, which is about PTSD-induced toxic shame, is that quite a bit of it deals with people who haven't broken The Cycle of Abuse (TM) and have gone on to hurt others. That's a really underserved and vulnerable patient population, and statistically, it's also MASSIVE. I don't think I've read a single other self-help type book on PTSD and self-loathing that confronts the possibility that you're exactly as bad as you think you are.

I felt better that it so much as mentioned that children can react to abuse with ungovernable rage. Everybody likes the image of PTSD patients as internalizing everything and becoming doormats, which does happen, and often, but it's not the only narrative. Personally I've always hated my abusers and have always wanted everyone who so much as breathed wrong in my direction from ages 0 to 18 to burn eternally in hell. I *never* thought any of it was my fault and ever since I was a toddler I was willing to make it everybody else's problem, and it's really relieving to read a clinical perspective that acknowledges that abuse victims can act that way too.

Oh easy mistake. Yearning actually rises from the floor and longing hangs from the ceiling

*at a therapy appointment* I mean sure, but what am I gonna do (doing a stupid voice) "heal?" *rolls my eyes and makes a jacking off motion*

i know every phone number

do you know who they all belong to?

everyone that has phones

what's mine

hole in the ground for extracting minerals

can you tell me what my phone number is?

i can basically do whatever i want

also part of growing up is realizing that the embarrassing music you liked in your early teen years still goes hard as hell

I hope my spider fucking book will hold universal appeal

interested in the idea that whatever spiders Georg has going on with his diet is somehow sexual