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    “A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.” ― Elbert Hubbard

    Posted on June 6th, 2023

    Just a Minute: 5/23/2023

    Continuing my Just a Minute… series. Reading… Honestly, not a lot! With how much coding I’m doing, it’s been hard to settle into anything relaxing. Also, considering I’m working on a rec site for fanworks, reading fanfiction (my go-to) has lost it’s shine thus far. Listening… I have been obsessed with rock music, lately. Probably […]

    Posted on May 24th, 2023

    Je t’aime, maman, mais…

    I love my mother. I love my mother’s flaws, I love my mother’s quirks, I love my mother. I love my mother, but sometimes I wonder if I got my sadness and loneliness from her. I’ve seen her draw attention and befriend anyone in a way that’ll always be foreign for me. My mother probably […]

    Posted on May 10th, 2023

    Songs of Tess: Bad Taste Mix

    Welcome back to Songs of Tess! Hopefully this isn’t your first one, because explaining my own process is difficult, but essentially I’ll recommend songs (usually bad ones) in the vain hope someone, somewhere will get it. These five songs I’ve pulled from my “CHEER UP” mix, which… may NOT cheer you up, but it was […]

    Posted on April 18th, 2023

    Just a Minute: 3/24/2023

    Back when I did Just a Minute… » blog posts, I had a lot more going on. I was also fresh in my twenties when I started this series; when you’re older, the big things seem small and the small things go away. Add chronic pain and the life challenges that come with that alone, […]

    Posted on March 24th, 2023

    Finding a Way to Post Post-Everything

    Before mid-2017, I had no problems putting words to paper, or typing up an essay to a friend. I’d apply every thought, idea, emotion I had when I blogged in the past. Once the chronic pain started, that got harder; it never went away, I kept writing, but I found other mediums that didn’t include […]

    Posted on March 16th, 2023

    On a scale of one to zero? The four Mr. 8 claims he is

    It’s Winter in the ~Western part of the world, it’s hot as shit in December in Florida and I am n o t o k a y with that, and E.R. visits continue to suck. WELCOME TO LIFE WORLD! After a grueling process of trying to find where to report a medical professional — grand […]

    Posted on December 18th, 2021

    How Do I React to Physical Anxiety vs. Mental Anxiety?

    Sometimes my body sweats profusely but not in a way that’s relatable. I once had a friend describe “sweaty palms and feet, while feeling like I’m running from a giant ball that’s always behind me no matter where I go”. Accurate and relatable! Mine? I feel anxiety all the time, and probably was born with […]

    Posted on December 14th, 2021

    Why Do I Continue to Push the Boundaries of My Chronic Pain?

    <p class=”warning”>WARNING: talks of internalised ableism.</p> I do not know whose feet I should lay blame at, or if there are any, but: I was ablest. Internally. I was never externally ablest, because as a very anxious, depressed person who is sensitive to others emotions for reasons I don’t care about, I actually believed people […]

    Posted on December 14th, 2021

    Body Dysmorphia: Do U Have It?: A Guide to Knowing When You Hate Urself

    U r just a jungle. End sentence. Don’t know why my gibberish corrected to “just a jungle”, because I don’t believe I have ever used that in a sentence, but whatever. I hate my body? There. I hope that reads in your head as confident as my inner voice just tried to outrageously lie, but […]

    Posted on July 9th, 2019

    FBF: Los últimos ocho años

    I haven’t regularly blogged in eight years, and while I’ve talked about a lot of the things listed below, you’d have to browse my Tumblr, Twitter, and probably my e-mails with Chris to piece all of these together. AGGRESSIVE DRUM-ROLL: a FBF! I decided to stick to seven things, because I’m long-winded as is, and […]

    Posted on March 10th, 2018

    This is for you, Dad.

    I wish I had a big fucking novel for my re-open; I wish I had thought to write this up in the eight months I’ve had it sitting, but if I wasn’t unprepared, I wouldn’t be me. This is a special day for me; not because I did something that’s been on my to-do for […]

    Posted on August 14th, 2017

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