Disconcerting Dreams of Dental Decay
Dreamt of examining my teeth in the mirror. The gap between my two top front teeth was significantly larger than I thought it should be, and I assumed it was related to receding gums. The two bottom center teeth however...
One was now but a small blackened nub, the other a shriveled, brown fragment of a tooth that wiggled freely when touched.
"How did I let it get this bad?!" I wondered.
alcohol, cbd, mental health
Curious if my recent increased intake of alcohol has contributed to my generally awful mood, or if the awful mood precipitated the heavy boozing.
alcohol, cbd, mental health
Abstaining from booze for a month in conjunction with a restricted calorie protein-based diet. Also bought a ginormous supply of CBD to assist with the general anxiety I typically alleviate with booze. I'm tempted to take it as little 2oz shots, though I know that is "A Bad Idea."
Will be interesting to see if this has an effect on my mood. I take Wellbutrin, and I understand there is a bit of a...um...**contraindication** with alcohol.
mh, rx (-)
[Personal experience follows; others' experiences may vary significantly.]
Atomoxetine (Strattera) is absolute garbage (for me). I gave it an extended trial run, w/increased dosage, and all I got for it was continued-to-worsened difficulties concentrating, increased agitation & anxiety, and frequently impaired urination.
awful furry humor, meta kink ref, shameful parody
(Apologies to Stephen King and just about anyone else who reads this.)
I do not headpat with my hand. They who headpat with their hand have forgotten the face of their sona. I headpat with my *paw*.
I do not vore with my mouth. They who vore with their mouth have forgotten the face of their sona. I vore with my *maw*.
I do not kink with my genitals. They who kink with their genitals have forgotten the face of their sona. *I kink with my heart*.
fiction, FA, shameful self-promotion
I've been working on some narrative to give context to a sequence of images I had commissioned from Ficus last fall. Ostensibly a tale about transformation, the TF itself is just of a catalyst for exploring some potentially heavy metaphor.
The tale may be a bit emotionally intense. Then again, I am not a writer by any stretch, so your mileage may vary; reading this may instead be the literary equivalent of licking sandpaper.
musing, online vs offline lives
Ultimately, it feels as though there just is not enough of me to go around.
This is quite curious, as before, I would have generally felt there was far too much of me than I cared for.
Several Queer, Fashionable, Repressed, Demon-Haunted Gremlins in a Single Bioform || nonbinary agremderflux