It is I
Does therapy actually help with anhedonia? I’m generally pretty anti-therapy because I believe in material solutions for why I feel the way I do, but for years now, due to trauma, I find myself unable to feel things like excitement, passion, contentment or comfort in certain circumstances when I feel like I should feel them, or want to feel them. And, I guess I’m realizing I don’t actually want to live a whole life with part of the emotional spectrum dimmed out.
Play it cool, champ
fuckin election cycle shit is on the verge of ruining the bestest and spookiest month of the year
They are both insufferable enough to deserve each other.
What the fuck even is “brat”? Do they mean like bratty or like bratwurst?
Never mind, don’t tell me, it’s funnier this way.
new site tagline dropped
Don’t they just call it “medical anxiety” now? I am just assuming this based on the fact that I was warned not to tell my GP that I have it because she wouldn’t take me as seriously, I don’t really know.
this is praxis
House smells like maple and cat pheromones 
It was slightly broken up, but I just got 14 hours of sleep. My head feels like a can of soup.
My dad is going through dialysis and it’s brutal, especially since it seems like a transplant is not an option for him. I’m sorry for you, your partner and the rest of your family.
Just try to tell yourself that giving whatever you can counts for twice as much when you’re this weighted down. That’s what I do for myself, anyway. It at least helps suppress guilty thoughts a little.
Holy fuck how do I KEEP forgetting that no matter how confident I am that what I have to say will resonate, it is NEVER worth posting on 
I need to repeat a mantra to myself or something: No matter how reasonable you are, no matter what you have to say, they WILL miss your point and drag you down for it.
This is now my favorite post. Based, I say. Based as fuck.
Feels good to have abandoned twitter. Took me too long.
Truly vile that they flaunt this shit and expect everyone to cheer. This is the modern equivalent of putting heads on pikes in the town center.
Third game is pretty meh anyway, and publisher interference was enough for me to consider it less genuine than the first two installments.