#my brain yelled once again

[hyper-cryptic]

hai @crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington 's warrior cat au would inevitably rot my brain

[quins-makeshift-menagerie]

The process is a bitch and I want to fight it

[cobaltfluff]

YEEEEESSS LETSGOOOO IT'S BEEN 10000 YEARS!!! FINALLY!!! MORE FALLING INTO DARKNESS!! KINDNESS AS A FATAL FLAW!!! GETTING POSSESSED AND FIGHTING YOUR FORMER BESTIE!!! MY FAVOURITE TROPES!!!! THANK YOU FOR THE FOOD UTSUMI-SAMA I AM FEASTING SO WELL 🙏🙏🙏

[cognitosclowns]

AB had so many good expressions in Part 2 but these ones specifically make me lose coherence

[ironmanstan]

I am coming to the realization i have been slowly killing myself with work i think oops

[steakout-05]

i think having TF2 as a special interest really early in my childhood influenced so many things about myself and my identity.... my gender is big men my sexuality is big men and my sense of humour is big men. i even named myself after the "very tiny and scrawny but still big" big man and i think about all the big men in TF2 on a semi daily basis,,,,,, anyway yeah i like the men in TF2 :)

[keeps-ache]

oooooo what if i reblogged literally everything i've ever drawn for pink space

[teaandinanity]

... okay based on the specific deep ache + occasional shooting pain in my leg and the fact that it feels VERY MUCH like the time I broke the same bone but lower down I think I’m gonna ask mom to take me by an urgent care center when we go into town so I can get an xray because no bruise has surfaced and it still has that ‘very hot, probably too full of blood’ feeling from, again, the other time I broke it.

I do love that my pain scale is so comprehensively FUCKED by years of chronic migraines and dysmenorrhea that the first time I broke a bone I was like ‘my hindbrain is screaming SHITFUCK really loudly but it doesn’t hurt much so it’s probably fine right?’

(it was not fine: it was, in fact, broken)

[robinsnest2111]

really don't like the way I wake up from hyper-realistic fever dream flavoured nightmares like a sopping wet drowning rat gasping for air :/

[actual-changeling]

having some toast at *checks watch* 2 am in the morning because therapy hit my head and i forgot to eat. i am on four regular psych meds now aka four i take every day and two additional ones as needed and i swear to fucking god if the THIRD anti depressant doesn't fix my brain i'm suing god

[darewolfcreates]

Creature transformation from a dream I had one time.

When I was pillaging my sketchbooks I found a whole separate transformation I drew! Two for the price of one [second one under cut]

[chesedelhim]

everyone shut up i just finished reading lead and roses and im HOLLERIN. I've me a whole mountain of thoughts which I'd like to organise proper this time (instead of leavin em in the tags) but holy fuckin hell was it good. enhanced the whole tlgs experience so much and gd am i excited to crack that open again with all the new info ive had the absolute pleasure of readin tonight. i loved all five stories so much this was Excellent.

[piplupod]

i was yelled at and chastised for so many years in my life because i didn't keep track of the time well enough for people (adhd and a dissociative disorder will do that to ya huh lol)

and it seems like. as soon as i started watching the time closely, then everyone else on earth lost the ability to mind the time, and especially lately i've been losing my mind bc all my appts and groups threaten to run late unless i say smth or signal that it's time to go by putting my coat on and i feel like i'm coming across as so rude but OH MY GOD I HAVE A BUS TO CATCH PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE JUST LOOK AT A CLOCK EVERY NOW AND THEN 😭😭😭

[cobaltfluff]

SK8 OVA AND SEASON 2 WE STAY WINNING

[roseverdict]

microdosing on childhood nostalgia by staring dead-eyed at a windows 98 screensaver while sick enough to hallucinate*

[becausegoodheroesdeservekidneys]

My sister rang me today.

Ever since she was six, she's had pain in her legs, which turns into pain in her hips and back for stretches of time. She's tried for years to get a diagnosis, with absolutely no joy. As a kid they thought she had collapsed arches in her feet; then it became clear her feet were fine, but something was wrong with her tendons; and then in her 20s they just shrugged it off with a "We'll never know probably" and that was that. She keeps on top of it with daily yoga, generally, though flare ups happen periodically. If she has to pause the yoga for some reason, she fairly rapidly regresses. Currently she has plantar fascitis again, which has halted everything once more, so right now she's back into a pain slump.

Anyway, she called me today while going from Doctors to pharmacy to get the codeine they've prescribed her for it.

"I think one of my yoga moves to help the fascitis might have exacerbated the legs," she said. "Trouble is, there's never been a diagnosis. I just have to trial and error what might help."

... And I had one of those lightbulb moments, you know? My brain suddenly went "Wait hang on, this is very familiar isn't it?" and rang the bells of memory.

"Did they ever test you for fibromyalgia?" I said.

They had not. It's never been suggested, even. My sister said she'd look up the symptoms and see if it chimed, and rang off.

Fifteen minutes later, she calls back.

Turns out she got to the pharmacy and gave them the prescription. While waiting, she googled fibromyalgia symptoms and found the NHS website.

"It was like someone had written a profile of me," she tells me on the phone. "Like, spookily, scarily accurate to me, right down to the temperature regulation bit. It felt like a practical joke."

And of course, as she stood there in the pharmacy, suddenly staring at the age of forty at the apparent answer she's been trying to get since she was six years old, she burst into tears.

"Oh no!" Said the pharmacist, hurdling the counter in a single leap and scattering the queue (I am exaggerating for humorous affectation.) "Quickly! Come into our little exam room, we'll get you tissues and water!"

My sister was duly ensconced into a Safe Place, and encouraged to cry it out. It took several hiccuping minutes, but finally, she managed to calm down and get back to an Extremely Watery Smile.

"Do you want to talk about it?" the pharmacist asked sympathetically.

"It's just..." my sister said, overwhelmed and searching for words. "My whole life I've been in pain, and they've never found why..."

"Ah," said the pharmacist thoughtfully. "Have you explored fibromyalgia?"

...

"TWICE IN ONE DAY," my sister yells on the phone to me later. "HOW THE HELL HAVE TWO SEPARATE PEOPLE ON THE SAME DAY FINALLY GIVEN ME THE ANSWER, AND NEITHER OF YOU IS A DOCTOR"

Anyway she has a doctor's appointment for tomorrow to discuss it, so we'll see