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ADHD Roaring and Running Wild

Oh my Hades, the ADHD is driving me wild. I want to finish Yarnaby’s derpy behind but I also want to crochet a dress, start sewing, get my hands on some dolls to customize, start a YouTube channel…and just so many more things. I need to calm the fuck down. With this urge to do everything and nothing at once, I am frozen with paralysis and watching the newest Youtuber I got obsessed with until I get bored and move on again. ADHD is a nightmare sometimes, especially when the hyper focus says, “bitch we need to watch EVERYTHING this creator ever did” or ya know deep dive into rabbit holes and finding out what Fat Activism really means, it’s gross and just as unhinged as who is watching family content, cuz we know it ain’t families.

But I digress, that’s a bunch of topics I don’t really care to actually get into. Something about there are plenty of commentary channels, excellent commentary channels that will bust out information faster than my brain can manage. No if I did a channel on YouTube the content would be more of welcome to the shit show that is my brain. Really I want to write funny skits about mental health and what it’s like to live in my brain (especially the insanity and cringe that is my PMDD) but much like this, I want to stay anonymous so I don’t really know how that would all work out. I’ve heard I can use a Vtube avatar so that is something to think about. For the most part, I just want to let the creativity out when it actually cooperates and allows me to unleash it.

Part of the reason the ADHD is winning out is, well no money for materials. I’ll still get a job outside the home, I gave up on working from home, I haven’t found anything that will hire me without a bachelor’s to work from home and sorry this girlie only has an associate’s degree, even though I have the knowledge of a bachelor’s just from the amount of reading and research I do. I was actually putting in job applications at the DMV while waiting to be called and the boys were chill as fuck, talk about your major multitasking. So now, we are registered! I just need to do the vin certification tomorrow before I can start the next part of the bonding process.

Side note, I feel like living in a cold shower until August is over, my fat ass doesn’t handle heat well. I may be shedding pounds (I am down to 238-ish as of today I think, I was 317 lbs when I was with my ex and I am so fucking happy to be dropping weight and keeping it off.) The heat makes me want to lay around and do nothing, I am not a lazy person, I absolutely am when I’m hot. I want the heat to fuck off and the bugs to go back to hell where they belong, the fucking mosquitos especially.

Any who, feels like things are finally going my way, the last thing I need is a job and I will be set. I found childcare, one of the women in my building and I got really close, she is happy to watch the kids. My car is one step closer to being legal, and I just need money. Honestly, if my bedroom door locked and my partner didn’t get arrested for what he did, I would 100% do porn again. I can’t so I don’t and it would feel weird to do again, especially after how the course of my life has gone.

I need to get my patterns posted too, again that takes time, energy and for it to NOT BE HOT AS BALLS outside so I can and I haven’t made any money off my last pattern so I am not jumping at the bit to post a new one right now. I also have so much stock of clothing I have already made and it’s just overflowing in my closet unable to be worn because I dropped so much weight since I made all these things, good and frustrating problem to have for sure. So the same frustrations still, no job, no money, wanting to do all the things I don’t have money for, trying to do the things I can, like writing. Doesn’t cost me anything to post these and I enjoy the blog. I’ll probably keep it going forever just for me. I’m off to go finish the last of four loads of laundry. Ta for now. Remember you aren’t alone, we’re all going through it right now. Be nice to others, you don’t know what they are going through either.


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Welcome to my version of a support group. An anonymous blog about surviving anything wild your life throws at you. This blog is a combination of commentary about women in media, how they relate to real women today, and a memoir of my healing journey after a major life altering event, finding out I’m being cyber stalked, and getting hit with everything and anything a person can be attacked with. I use media and dark humor to help me cope and I love having discussions especially nerdy media debates.

I’m a newly single mom in my 30s, sultry and salty, I have two children and the mouth of a quick witted sailor. What can I say we use fuck like a comma in this house. My story is filled with trauma, pain, what sounds like a grim dark thriller side plot, and funny enough resilience, beauty, love. So what was my solution to the suffering? Create an anonymous blog to share my story and keep my identity secret from my stalker as long as possible.

I want this to be a safe place for the unsafe; the neurodivergent, victims of abuse, sex trafficking, painfully introverted people, those who did their time for their crimes and are still treated like trash, the wrongfully accused with life in prison, innocent with no one believing them and their days of freedom long gone.

That being said, I will be flinging satire and dark humor at you like the abuse my ex so wonderfully shoved down my throat. When you live like I have, the darkness becomes armor the humor an addiction you can’t ween off of, it becomes your coping skill and I don’t know about you, I love it.

This memoir meets commentary is going to be going into some of the media I love the most, the things that feel like they are coming true right now, that I relate to most as a woman on the edge. I think most of the women in child bearing age range can see how the Handmaid’s Tale is becoming a patriarchal wet dream turned reality nightmare with Fascism on the rise.

So I am here, offering a hand to those drowning, feeling alone, saying Welcome to my Freakshow, all are welcome here, as long as we can be respectful of others, no hate speech, no bullying, no soliciting. Feel free to stay anonymous or shout your name from the rooftops. Abusers will be immediately banned, I don’t tolerate that behavior, don’t ruin it for others.

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