🥭 @void@computerfairi.es

ugh. okay. logging off. gonna draw and maul some boxes

getting so mad on facebook that i physically begin shaking

a packed schedule that is 90% bullshit

okay... shower, then draw for a bit, lunch, then uhhh maybe ill try and tackle the box pile in the studio, then cook dinner. then yume nikki, and writing

ah... bone hurting

i can now give a proper thumbs up with that hand without screaming pain!! yay!!!!!!

not like fully but more than i used to be able to

oh holy shit i can almost rotate my palm upwards

i joined a writing discord and they're doing sprints and I'm just like. i GOTTA

takes tylenol with sangria so i can start writing again

im still exhausted by it.

as usual it went fine. i talked about my life problems and then we chatted about wedding rings and cows, and yelled about bullshit doctors. she kept the advice to a minimum and just let me vent

i have so much respect for furries. im still trying to design w/w/h fursonas and like. how the fuck do y'all do this

and by talk i mean actual out loud communication. typing and text chat is fine

i want to talk to my WIFE and maybe some of my friends and no one else

probably not the healthiest way to handle therapy but I Don't Care

ugh it's fine i call and ill yell about my Problems and show off my scar and pretend to listen to her advice while sketching

there's basically nothing i can do about any of this, and there's only so many anti-anxiety brain hacks you can advise me on to help with that

or like, at least to wait out the immediate bad shit

i deeply wish this shit wasn't online right now, because genuinely it would be more helpful for my mental state to leave the house and sit quietly in her office and dick around with one of the fidget toys she has and chat about other bullshit than for her to try and give me advice about coping when everything is objectively terrible and the only way to fix it is for change on a national scale, if not a global one