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Monday, November 15th, 2021 11:08 pm
Wrote about depression, therapy, and suggestions from my therapist:

https://labelleizzy.tumblr.com/post/664974007975739392/little-things-that-help

I'll try to copy paste here but Tumblr isn't friendly to that and I'm running out of brain tonight...
labelleizzy: remember when our leaders inspired us? (leadership)
Friday, January 22nd, 2021 11:12 am
(I get to use this icon again)

Did you cry during the inauguration? I did, big shuddery breaths and all, and I've been doing it off and on all week.

Monday was a long effortful hike which my body needed badly.

Tuesday I got my Second Opinion with the Kaiser psychiatrist, and she said yes, I think you do have ADHD, and offered to try me on Strattera.

Wednesday we got up early enough to watch the Inauguration, and I cried a lot

Yesterday (Thursday) we had couple's therapy and I got to say a couple of things that have weighed on me my whole life. Jeff shared some things he said he would like to change, so there were lots of Feelings, and he kept me company while I had them.

Today's been cleaning up cat pee AND ALSO finding out I have a viral post on The Wellerman and the Worker's Songs folksong Tradition, so now I'm going out to find more good ones to add to the post.

Eventful goddamn week.

<3
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Thursday, December 10th, 2020 03:15 pm
one of these ephemeral moments where i just got to express myself how i needed to, without trying to make a reasonable narrative in the moment.

i mean...

I don't have any conflicts or beefs right now aside from the ongoing /get that shithead out the white house/ that's all the time in my brain... life is holding steady. Jeff and I are pretty okay at the moment, with no real cracky or messy stuff on the horizon.

i did fine when he did an overnight with our Jenn, actually i really enjoyed having the bed and the house to myself for a bit... I stop myself from vocalizing when he's around, but when it's just me like it's been for about 5 years, i totally talk to myself all through the day. Discovered that i miss it some.

(that may be part of why i enjoyed the random download today with L.)

it was like an unspooling. or an untangling?

brain feels... tidier. smoother.

we covered a lot of ground, touched on a lot of issues for just a moment, long enough to acknowledge (past struggles to hold boundaries, to challenge authority figures, to stand up for myself) and metaphors (how The Patriarchy helped dislocate my ankle and my knee in two separate incidents, comment if you actually wanna know what i think about that)...

conclusion 1: I am more MYSELF when i get a chance to ramble and talk and allow the words to come out verbally, even more so than I am myself after taking time to write like /this/ on a screen. I spend a lot of time/effort holding my interior monologue on the interior.

conclusion 2: asking for someone's ear isn't a bad thing. asking for help is good, and a gift to the person who has the chance to help. Gods know *I* like to help!

conclusion 3: perhaps, possibly, our life is smooth enough (healthy enough? boring enough?) to discontinue sessions for the time being. Gonna think on that for a little bit.
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Saturday, August 22nd, 2020 02:44 pm
My sister-in-law is in a pretty strapped situation right now. She's got a month old brand new baby. The father of the baby has turned out to be a pretty s***** person: untrustworthy and abusive enough that the cops actually put a Stay Away order on him. Her 18-year-old has moved out, and is now sending her abusive messages. She has depression and other issues that have put her on disability. And she's overwhelmed. Because of course her landlord wants to sell the house she's been living in, now in this covid-drenched pandemic hellscape.

*Measured breathing*

I want to help and don't know really sure how to. I know what I would do in her shoes. I actually DID a lot of the things I would recommend to her, when I was her age.

Our life experience is really similar on multiple axes, main difference being I didn't have kids (thank goodness, and no offense to anyone with kids or who wanted kids) Life is easier without having to wrangle, raise and educate kids... And my body being what it is, I'm even more glad that I didn't.

Okay.

Here's where I say the things I can't say elsewhere, and especially not to her.
I feel like she's been bullied all her life. By her birth family, by men she hoped to build a life with. Her mom was bullied by HER birth family. Her mom is COWED. Her dad is an *asshole*, to put it bluntly. (Yes it's personal. No I'm not getting into it, except to say that he fucked up, so it's on him to fix it, it's emphatically Not My Job.)

I wanna help. But I just fuckin' feel sorry for her (and for her mom) and wanna wave my magic wand and Fix It All. But I know she has to build it herself.

My focus is to A) hold my own boundaries. B) encourage her to make conscious choices. C) encourage her to discover healthy boundaries and healthy relationships and seek them out.

I haven't priested like this in a long time. I'm out of the habit (haha) and I'm going to need to practice balancing my own needs and not overextending myself, with offering the kinds of help I can afford to offer.

Not sure what I'm asking for, except maybe support and validation of any of y'all have worked before with women struggling in an abusive situation who feel overwhelmed and trapped.

At least she's not living with the current asshole. But she was still trying to propitiate him with her baby name choice, so ... *Throws hands up in the air*
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Wednesday, April 8th, 2020 01:22 pm
Most of the world is now starting work I began when I quit teaching: examination of the priorities and assumptions we have taken for granted.

How about that. Education. Grocery clerks. Taxes. Rent and mortgages. Eviction in times of financial or health crisis. 8 hour work days. None of these things work as we've assumed they "had to".

Doing work while performing femininity, (or masculinity). Almost like how we present has zero, fuck-all to do with how well we work.

Time to change the world.
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Thursday, December 12th, 2019 03:55 pm
Back to therapy today, because I have been so frustrated with the psychotherapist no wait psychiatrist at Kaiser and her b******* unhelpful attitude. We talked about that for a bit, and then Laura also had some specific and concrete suggestions for things I can do to help my organization, she suggested an executive functioning coach, which I did not know that was a thing. She also said I should be able to self-refer within Kaiser for the mental health department. Or to complain or appeal the decision to not give me further testing for ADHD. She said there is wellness coaching available at Kaiser which should be for free and that the wellness coaching is CBT oriented and happens by way of the telephone. She also thought that doing some kind of brain training might be useful and mentioned biofeedback as a possibility? Especially if I don't want to try and go on to medication for the ADHD.

She also suggested that I might find it easier to stay engaged in writing, by using different writing modes. Which I already do, for example right now I'm using speech to text, occasionally I will hand write things, and I'll use my phone, or the laptop depending on circumstances. She recommended something called snowflake. Which I'm going to have to look up, but it sounded vaguely familiar and like it might prove useful especially for outlining and organizing ideas.
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Tuesday, October 8th, 2019 05:12 pm
When I was a kid, I wish I could have known that the degree of anxiety I suffered from everyday was not normal, and that there were ways to make that anxiety better. I remember saying something like, they're looking at me, why are they looking at me?

Looking back now I understand that I didn't really care *why* people were looking at me. The meta statement was: what they're doing makes me uncomfortable. With the implied request, Make it stop. (And the additional note: I feel ugly and unlovable, will you protect me, reassure me?)

If somebody could have understood the language I did not know yet how to speak, they might have heard my request and provided a lesson, to wit: "darling, it's okay. People look at people. You look at people? You don't need to worry about what they think of you. Any more than they worry about what you think of them. And if you think about it, I can no more make them stop looking at you, then you can make *me* stop looking at somebody else. That's not possible."

I guess what I really wanted was somebody to reassure me that the world wasn't judging me for being bad at whatever it was I was doing, humaning, because my anxiety made me feel constantly judged and found wanting.

And I mean hell, while I'm wishing my childhood had been different, in this one regard I'll go ahead and wish that it had been accepted and my dad had been able to get therapy and that My mom had been able to do what she really wanted to be able to do, and that both of them had learned about how to manage your stress with out drinking so much.
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Thursday, September 12th, 2019 05:58 pm
Today i let my therapist go.

I feel really good about this. Solid, confident, like this cycle of healing is done and I'm ready to be challenged by the next lessons in creativity, compassion, and empathy. \m/
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Thursday, January 17th, 2019 02:21 pm
Heading into therapy in a minute, had my first coffee date in over a year this morning. I didn't realize until the last week, I have been really lonely, and I have been telling myself a story about why, for years.

I just signed back up with OkCupid, completely reinvented my dating profile and took away how I used to express myself in talking about the past.

And suddenly I'm talking a lot with really nice fun sympatico people. And at the moment I'm sat here in the car crying before therapy for how long I felt like that was not going to be a possibility; for the story that I told myself that I was unwanted and unwelcome; and how old that story is... it goes back to my childhood.

But! But my coffee date today went great! we both want to see each other again, he seems like an honestly good human being. And I have two other folks who both want to see me and I want to meet them! one of them works like walking distance away from my house! The other one is younger and sweet.

I have a really good feeling about this. It's time to look to the Future.
labelleizzy: (Artists are Dangerous)
Monday, October 1st, 2018 04:27 pm
for Inktober, a meme crossed my dash on FB

i wanna write short pieces for each of them

day 1 is Witch

I didn't plan to become a witch
but the pain was too much
and it had to go somewhere

you flayed me open
pushed inside and
burned my heart

I pulled myself back together
grasping at ragged frayed edges
of my dignity and personhood

and then I finally got home:
told you what I thought of you
and burned the last vestiges in the sink.

wiping all of your fingerprints off
may never be completely finished
because fuck this stupid world anyway

getting bad-touched again and again
till you can say no and mean it
and make it stick (goddamn those who push straight to hell)

goddamn me too; I try to do right/write/rite
without the language to call it what it is
and so I study the secret words.

Power. Words are Power.
Name it. Hold it still.
And someday? it will do as you will.
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Tuesday, April 10th, 2018 12:11 pm
hey y'all
sorry i've basically let this place get dusty. Been focusing almost exclusively on writing fic, and blogging has fallen way way to the side. I'm processing my stuff, my personal stuff, by working it into stories, and i'm having a lot of fun, plus I think i'm definitely becoming a better writer.

i write a lot on tumblr, but it's mostly replies, occasional snarky comments, and i write daily stuff up on facebook.

livejournal just sent me a notice that their attempt to charge my credit card for my subscription failed, which is just as well because i don't wanna support a russian company anymore. unfortunately that means that some photos have probably been tossed on the trash heap because if you're not paying them they won't store your shit. oh well.

if you would like to read my stories, i recommend that you check out the delightfully queer hockey webcomic Check, Please (came for the gay, stayed for the hockey) at this lovely and well crafted link! wow i can't believe i still remember that little html trick!

okay, so i'm still dealing with my usual adhd but the kaiser doctor doesn't believe that i have the adhd she says i do have the depression so that's something I'm planning on researching.

i am still pretty sure i do have adhd but *shrug* if they're not going to do meds for me that's fine, i'll keep trying to fuckin figure out how to get my routines back organized. I'm a little bit mad about it but fuck them.

okay. i hope all y'all are having a good 2018 so far i promise i will try to come back up in here and get caught up with your lives and all.

*mwah*
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Monday, October 16th, 2017 08:14 pm
hi there brains!

(I've been watching a lot of How to ADHD on YouTube lately.)

funny you should ask, yes I have been learning more about adhd recently. Last week I asked my primary care physician about what kind of referral I would need to explore possible medication for adhd. she checked her email at around 10:30 pm, which I give her a lot of credit for, and told me she had set up a referral with psychiatry for adhd testing for me and an intake with one of the docs over there.

so today was testing in the morning. I had a chance to grab a slice of pumpkin pie and my emergency instant coffee on my way out the door.

i got there on time! v. excite!

had an intake form briefly asking how often I dealt with various symptoms. Losing possessions, failure to calendar things, I can't remember exactly what was on the list BUT I can add a photo of it to this post after I'm done.

*insert photo here*

The test itself was a click-the-mouse test. you were meant to hit the space bar anytime a letter flashed on the screen. except X, you were supposed to ignore X.

holy shit. once I knew what the test was I said "oh dear lord" I almost said, fucking kill me now. (and I never really say that)

I had to do that shit for fifteen minutes straight and it was fucking EVIL.

i'll get my results in a week to 10 days but I'm already working under the premise that I have this thing i have too many symptoms in the DSM-5 to NOT have it. I'm dang curious about the medication now though.

i just wanna take care of myself better, take care of Jeff and my house and the cats better. Wanna finish projects and hopefully focus better to finish my writing and other creative projects (I have some short sexy fic up on Archive of our Own that I'm pretty proud of, and more in the pipeline, it's just tough to finish.)

love and miss all yall, hopefully you are well and taking good care of yourselves.

I'll try to be back soon.