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Colorful and hopefully optimistic but maybe hateful occasionally

I have some spooky stories too. Folks over here are superstitious, there's even a saying "I don't believe in them but they are true" (very loosely translating) :)

My psychosis really complicated that sort of thing for people, apparently I said stuff that it would be a major coincidence if it random. Lol I try not to think about those things.
 
Doing okay!! Thank you for asking!

She’s better today than she was yesterday. Yesterday she needed me all day, so I sat at her side, force fed her some pain medication, and carefully picked her up so she could go outside. She’s not allowed out for more than five minutes for the next seven days. But after that, she’ll be allowed out for under ten minutes. I bet she’s excited. She’s less drugged up today so she’s been more interested in life. She’s doing her best!

I have banned her from my new bedroom in the new house for now. She kept trying to work with that injury. We don’t want to tear the other tendon. They had to fish out the torn pieces of it, so the flushing out of the joint must have hurt like a bitch. Nothing salvageable, so they replaced the entire thing with nylon. Which means her leg will have residual lameness.

Which makes me think it might be time to start training my next doggo, because I think I don’t want her working too much anymore. I want her to be my friend for years to come with a good quality of life. I’ll figure myself out. My therapist and my doctor are pretty sure that one day I won’t need a service dog at all, so it’s been fun to practice :P

I found out that there’s a golden retriever shelter and a lab shelter near the capital of my state, close to where I live. I will visit both. I will let Nestle help me decide who I like. But not yet. My mom is taking me back in and there’s just not room to safely house two dogs. Not in my new house either. So, steps.

I wish a program dog was an option. I’m terrible at training. I’m really sad that insurance won’t help me with this.

But, I don’t want Nestle to be overworked. Someone at my work accidentally said a harsh joke (she wasn’t thinking, I let her get away with it because she looked worried that she’d f*cked up. But we’ve all done it :P ) which was, “Now you got to be like the rest of us and function without a dog” so I’m going with that :D

She will be able to run again after about a year. So, then she can be my at-home or in-grocery-store service dog. That should be fun and good enough.

Maybe at a work place as well, eventually, if the job doesn’t require too much movement. I’m really athletic but also lazy, so we can make this work!!!




Also my student loan people agreed to put me in deferment for about four years! So I’m going to get a more secure job eventually and pay that beautiful interest in the meantime. The monthly payment went up because of the interest, but while I’m not required to make payments, I can hopefully knock it back down! I hope it makes my credit score look nice

My mom hates that I’m optimistic about everything, including loans, lol. Not much else you could be about it, though! I’m more focused on Dove and Nestle anyway.

The man I’m living with is the sweetest, most chill dude ever. For the one month I’ll be there, he’s giving me a discount on the rent and not having me cover utilities, so I’m going to eventually make him some really nice food or something :)))
 
Thank you!

Cool things:

(1) Since moving out of the not-haunted dorm
room, my electronics have all started functioning normally! Must have been the same surges that caused the power outage only in my room that one time. Lol

(2) Since moving out of that dorm, all of my secondary infections have suddenly dissipated. My guess, fungus.

(3) you know those funny internet games with a picture of a really nice house that say you get go live somewhere for a month but you won’t have Internet, “would you do it?”? This place is awesome and does not have Internet, lol. Clearly built a very long time ago. I’ve learned so far that this was a doctor’s office a long, long time ago, and the landlord’s house next door was where the doctor lived. Certainly explains the good vibes! Perfect healing vibes for Nestle

And (4) in a weird turn of events, I just woke Nestle up from a nightmare

How the tables have turned
 
Also, last night I casually decided to experiment on what would happen if I didn’t take my anti-anxiety/anti-nightmare pill

Spoiler: it went horribly, lol

But one of the funnier nightmares (I swear it wasn’t completely random, but I’m going to word it like it was) involved President Trump telling me I was lying about his punctured eye. Woke up at five am for that! To Nestle crying because she wanted her cone of shame off (I hope that’s what she was crying about, poor baby)

Also, stuff about tornadoes again. I should not have hiked to that spot where the mile-wide F5 that lasted for 50 minutes touched down. As cool as the site is. There’s literally a crater in a line format where it touched down and went. It’s cool as crap, also where we experimented with man-made wild fires to bring rare grasses and a pine back to life.

North American woodlands are exceedingly rare. “Progressives/liberals” in the Guilded Age thought they were “trash forests,” as did earlier Americans before the 1800s, which gave raise to a more popular version of the Republican Party (thank god or we couldn’t have anything left today, they were called conservatives for a reason) and left like three old growth forests in the entire main-nation-body and very, very few woodlands

A tornado hit one pretty recently though. The sight is weirdly magnificent.

It has me flash back to tornadoes in my dreams, again, which usually only happens when the weather is right. So, thanks, random summer tornado.

I keep hearing the emergency message, though, while being trapped on the school bus with a literally senile driver. The radio was saying in that creepy emergency robot voice, “You are in a life threatening situation. Seek shelter immediately.” She proceeded to drive directly under a developing tornado. The hail made her pull over. The school system hadn’t been able to decide if they should keep the children or try to send them home. They definitely made the wrong decision trying to send us home. The driver tried to tell us to hide underneath our seats, which I knew was ridiculous but I mean... it was sort of too late to tell her how stupid she was

We never really got along after that. She didn’t like teenagers anyway. Common theme in most my trauma, for some reason

My dad prevented us kids from getting any comfort after that event. Our county was so destroyed that there’s a Wikipedia article about that day. More than 70 tornadoes, over a twelve hour period. Felt like it was never going to end. It was not a good day.

They’re beautiful because video will never show you just how huge they are or the rumble as they destroy everything. Looking out a window and seeing doom and knowing you aren’t safe is something else, but also hard to look away from
 
I’m not sure what Nestle was nightmaring about, but I definitely don’t blame her. That surgery must have been confusing. I keep getting worried that the vets neglected her, which I know they didn’t and it’s me projecting things, but it’s still uncomfortable

She’s okay though
 
Strong storms arriving soon. Hm.

I can see the ingredients on the radars I have. Usually I use the radars to comfort me though, and they still might. It’s pretty but also I feel more helpless about it than usual. In a new place, in the middle of the woods, with a bird who’s afraid of storms, a dog who’s still recovering and not a fan of large storms (at certain hours, anyway), and I have to bike to work. No choice in that right now, but at least the main road is usually not too busy when I’m on it.

This summer’s weather has been weird for a lot of people worldwide, and I’m much luckier than the people far, far north. No climate-change-induced rainstorms have destroyed my village and killed off half of it lately (all mentioned in a letter to Trump himself, though no one saw his response, apparently, just were told it was polite). There hasn’t been an entire-county-destroyed tornado event since my childhood where I am. And I was lucky in that. My whole city was.

Stupid summer tornado from earlier this month. This shouldn’t even be concern this time of year. I usually get most the year off from weather fears. :(

The extra rain is not quite as bad as the drought from last year. Totally destroyed one of my projects (worm identification — spoiler: every single species in North America is invasive, from Europe... I know way more about worms than I should be letting on :p), and made farm work into a huge chore. The yield was not so great, which is annoying if you live on top of a mountain and the train company regularly kills off your community because they refuse to follow basic laws and can’t be punished because our state government is also one of the most corrupt ones in the country.

Okay, clearly there’s a bit on my mind. I’m just going to go to bed.

I hope y’all are having nice weather. Most the world isn’t (which is not unusual) but I hope you are anyway :)
 

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