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Colorful and hopefully optimistic but maybe hateful occasionally

I learned about locked in syndrome and it made me so upset that I couldn’t finish the lesson. I was thinking about that time in high school when I was frozen and couldn’t move. I became terrified of caffeine because I was positive it paralyzed me.

My mom didn’t take me to the E.R., but instead angrily demanded what drugs I was taking. I have never taken drugs. And even if I had, I’d still need the ER at that point. But no. She drove me home and made me walk inside with my pounding headache and extreme confusion and out-of-character depressed thoughts.

In fact, even the f*cking school didn’t call an ambulance.

If it was a swelling brain stem, I could have f*cking died, but they were all convinced they were protecting me from the law or something? Why the f*ck did no one want to take me to a hospital?

It happened several days after Brandi made my neck make that noise. Funny night, honestly. The world will never f*cking know if it was related or not, I guess. Instead, six months later, I got tested for epilepsy by a neurologist, who — very unsurprisingly — couldn’t diagnose anything because even if I had a seizure now, he couldn’t prove if I did then or not, no matter the results of the current test.

He told me that stressed women get paralyzed sometimes. Can only blink and can slowly feel themselves stop breathing — that ever f*cking happen to you?
 
Anyway...

My room still has a mouse smell. I wake up coughing so hard that it’s not even coughing. The swelling in my ear goes up so much that I can’t even close my jaw completely, though it’s improving.

I invited the cat, Slinky, to come investigate. Cats have better senses of smell than dogs, and are more likely to make conclusions based on smells.

She says my bamboo Asian blanket smells like something. So I guess that’s why I was having such a bad reaction, lol.

Good thing I accidentally left a wet comforter in the washing machine for a week

Good thing Nestle has no idea where my inhaler is or even what one is or what it’s used for (I don’t usually have lung issues)

I think now’s an excellent time to play video games all day

I hope y’all had a great Labor Day!!! (Even non-Americans! It was a good day for a pasta salad!)
 
FUNNY STORY

After I moved, I had to stash my food into my beother’s room or else have nowhere to put it

(And I thought I was angry before about having to eat dinner on a disgusting couch, now my mom eats on the stairs to her room/office. Sort of afraid to take that for granted at this point, that there’s somewhere to eat that isn’t outside)

My mom came into my room holding one of my boxes of noodles and was casually like, “Can I steal this? I wanna make a pasta salad”
lol how does someone say no to someone making your food into something awesome for free

Who doesn’t love a pasta salad
 
Is it normal to find everything so funny?

My favorite thing is misplaced objects. Once I died of laughter because someone put a mug on the ground and painted an arrow to it that said “lost mug” and the mug was just sitting there completely unaware that it was a mug or that it was lost and I loved it so much

I also really love gerunds that make sentences out of order

Or misplaced modifiers

“Larry watched his son drive through the window”

“Putting his key in the door, he leapt up the stairs into his closet”

Picture those. It’s hilarious
 
I seem to have developed acute bronchitis

I’m not really sure what’s to do about this because I have yet to find the source of the smell

Frustrating
 

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