TL;DR I'm Still Alive, Feel Free to Skip This (Patreon)
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two months. Anxiety and depression got a hold of me due to a lot of
factors: mom's having to get her uterus removed (thankfully they didn't
have to remove her ovaries and cervix as well like originally planned)
and consequently having to get a c section; as an addendum to that,
waking up every 6 and sometimes 4 hours because she forgets to take her
pain medication on time, so having to attend her and not getting regular
sleep; and escaping far too deeply into Fallout 4 to cope with the
stress, all while the weight of my debts and responsibilities I'm
forsaking grow heavier and heavier. Well, as Illaoi preaches as she
caves my teeth in, "Move, or die." I can't afford to stagnate like
this, not if I want to live. Too many in my family have died to stroke,
blood clots in the legs moving to the brain from lack of motion, I
can't let that be my fate, not to mention stillness only accelerates
death as the perception of time shrinks due to the mind going
unchallenged and being left to rust. SO! The plan is to find my
motion, and as the crushing weight of my debts, sins, and
responsibilities are caused my many, many small, cumulative grievances,
it will take many, many small, cumulative adjustments to be well again.
I cannot despair like this, not when you all are supporting me. So
thank you, all of you.
First on the list, clean this fucking
room; second on this list, reschedule my doctor's appointment for the
potential liver biopsy and to refill my long overdue prescription for
depression meds; finally, brew some coffee and get started on doodling
an idea for Onion.