Warning: Expect foul language. I often blog when sleep deprived, and even when I'm not sleep deprived I cuss.
Warning the second: TMI often occurs. Read at your own risk. Feel free to laugh at my expense (I know I do!).
Warning the third: I suppose I should just put a general Trigger Warning here. I talk about mental illness (Anxiety, panic disorder, depression, social shit), abuse (rarely), and my fucked up relationship with food. And...other things. Actually, just consider this a general warning: If you might be triggered by things, you probably should read no further.

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Body transplant please

I'm in so much pain right now I think I might cry. Or throw up.
I hate this so much. I am so tired of always having SOMETHING wrong with me. I'm tired of not having medical insurance. I'm tired of killing my liver with naproxin and not even having it take all the pain away. I'm just so tired.
My head aches and I don't know if it's my sinuses or the wisdom teeth that are rotting in my head and desperately need to be removed. If that weren't enough my neck is choosing to knot itself up into one giant cramp. I keep trying to stretch it out with only pop pop pops resulting and no cessation of pain.
No more might. I am crying. I don't even know why I'm blogging this. I can't do anything else for myself I suppose.
I'm so so so tired of this. It's not fair. It's not fucking fair.

1 comment:

  1. Just to make things extra fantastic-dry heaves in the shower.