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Pixel art is hard, especially when all you’ve got to work with is a touchpad and MS Paint. Still, Julie’s coming along pretty quickly, even with how much I’ve had to take breaks to nurse my mental health.

Making a game entirely from scratch is gonna be one hell of a task. I have no idea if I’ll actually pull it off. I feel like a lot rides on me staying housed, in that regard. Hopefully I’ll be able to some way or another.

For now, it’s just me making sprites in MS Paint, and could very well be that way for years. I have big ideas and ambitions for Dead Moon. But hopefully, someday, I’ll get farther than that and can start reaching out to friends for help on the project.

Appealing to a broad audience is certainly not something I plan on. I am unapologetically queer, as will be a lot of my characters. My vision and artistic integrity will not be so compromised. But I sure as hell hope it sees success, assuming I make it to the point of release. I think about how that money could keep a roof over my head in the distant future, and hopefully be used to help my friends out, too. Because I have no idea how the hell else a disabled person who needs to take chemo every day is supposed to achieve that.

Well over a year ago, my elderly cat, Sammy, started going potty in front of the closet in my bedroom. Since my room is at the back of the house and carpeted, we went with putting down a trash bag, then a towel, instead of a cat litter. Gross, I know, but the old girl refused to use the cat litter we have in the kitchen, and wants to be on my bed the vast majority of the time.

Well now, one of the kittens has been pooping under the trash bag and towel rather than on top. I don’t think there’s much I can do to keep the towel and bag down so that whoever’s doing it can’t dig em up. I also think it would be cruel to lock Sammy out of my room, but she gets constipated and health declines if I lock her in, because she doesn’t get enough water and moving around. So I have no choice but to keep my door open when I’m not sleeping.

Thank goodness for Lysol pet stain cleaner, lol.

Getting drunk is weird.

You’re tired, you’re sweaty.
But everything feels alright.

Ahhh, finally my energy level returns >^_< I’ve never been drunk, but I’d imagine it was a lot what being drunk is like. Stumbling around, accidentally turning a burner on my oven on because I bumped into it… That’s how seriously wiped out I was. It feels good to get back to feeling like my normal self :3

I think I messed up a little when I finally saw an OBGYN. I told her I wasn’t completely sure how much my cysts were hurting me and how much was just in my head now knowing I had them. But I was having sensitivity during our visit, and now they’ve been hurting me a lot during this “condition”. I’ll probably get a follow-up with her soon, and I’ll definitely tell her there’s been a lot of pain lately. This post is a bit of a note-to-self.

It took forever to see one because Medi-Cal kept trying to send me back to the one I saw in like, 2016 I think. But every time we tried to call, we got no answer and the voicemail was also full. We can only assume she went out of practice or something. Needed a primary care doctor in order to get referred to a new one. That has finally happened :3

Sigh… soon, soon, this will be done and I’ll feel better. Just a couple more days or so. I’ve been so exhausted I sleot all day, and now I’m feelin kinda low cuz it’s been so long since I’ve eaten. Managed to take chemo and anti-depressant when I got up for the bathroom, though, and I’m proud of myself for that. Back on break I go, I’m so fatigued typing’s starting to take too much energy.

@nova_the_goober
sleepdrunkenly crawls out of my cocoon Hugs
You’re defonitely in the right place when it comes to redemption. Everyone here seems to have forgiven me for when I lost my mind to mental illness. helps I’ve taken so many steps to ensure it never happens again, but still. It’s good knowing I set things rght for the most part, and good knowing the people here believe in second chances.

As to the people villifying you, fucj them. It’s actually kinda funny that I mentioned that ex-friend of mine recently becausee she was as heinous, if not worse than the person you’re trying to distance yourself from. Nobody blamed me for her crimes - and rightfuly so. she was the one out there committing them, not me. So to blame or villify you for having known a bad person is messed up.

people keep vilifying me for my past and i’m fucking sick of it, why be nice and show sympathy for others and try to redeem yourself when you just get dogpiled on and vilified either way? seems like redemption is a myth to many people these days…

The alcohol keeps coming.

How could I say no to that?

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Was definitely the right call to take a break. My condition has me extremely fatigued, winded, and in pain. Sometimes I just know when it’s gonna get bad.

Yesterday was also one of those days where tons of things go wrong. It started with realizing the screw came out of the hinge on my glasse - it’s way too tiny to easily repair. I went to bed, then woke up to a bunch of ants gathering in and around my laptop. We got all the cats out of my room and hit it with flea spray, then kept the cats out till it was safe again. I had an issue due my condition not once, but twice. Then, because I was so out of it, I accidentally stepped on Dusty’s paw and he got my foot pretty bad with his claws. I asked my poet friend’s housemate how he’s doing because he didn’t reply when I asked him, and he’s in inpatient again. We’re both worried about him.

Today was a better day. Father’s Day gave me an excuse to call and catch up with dad. He’s also been going to a ton of appointments. Cancer treatment is causing him to lose teeth, but he’s seeing a dentist about it and they can get him replacements as needed. He beat his cancer years ago, just still dealing with the toll treatment has taken on his body. He said he’ll be fine and I’ll be fine, and that was honestly very comforting to hear.

When it comes to my parents, I’ve really been trying to just forgive them for past misgivings and love them in the ways that I can. I have the power to connect with people even if we have some massive disagreements. Though my father fighting with me over my being queer as a teen, that ultimately lead to their divorce as he wanted to kick me out for it still leaves scars to this day.

But, me being a lucky cat comes into play yet again because my primary care doctor has already been in the process of getting me an optometrist and ophthalmologist. The wise old man knew that’s what I would most need next, so new glasses are hopefully around the corner :3

Anyway, back on break I go. I imagine it’ll be at least a couple more days of this condition before my energy level picks back up again 💜

Intermittent explosive disorder involves repeated, sudden bouts of impulsive, aggressive, violent behavior or angry verbal outbursts. The reactions are too extreme for the situation. Road rage, domestic abuse, throwing or breaking objects, or other temper tantrums may be symptoms of intermittent explosive disorder.

These explosive outbursts, which occur off and on, cause major distress. They can harm relationships and cause problems at work or school. They also can result in problems with the law.

Intermittent explosive disorder is a long-term condition that can go on for years. But the severity of outbursts may lessen with age. Treatment involves talk therapy and medicine to help you control your aggressive impulses

I was gonna have buttered mashed potatoes with barbecue sauce, fuck that idea.

Yeah, I can tell I’m getting low on spoons again as my body goes through something that’ll leave me drained for the coming days. Break time again, talk to y’all after a while, crocodiles 🐊

The pain in my toe is much less today. Because of appointment I’ll probably wait till after the 20th to get back into walx, but at least that’ll give my sprain time to hopefully fully heal :3

Thinking about how I’m truly not capable of violence. Possible I’ve come off that way, sure. But in my mind there’s always this disconnect between typing shit to blow off steam in a tiny little corner of the Internet vs, you know, actually doing anything irl. I feel a similar thing with regards to media - I can handle horror movies but I feel extremely ill and weak if I’m so much as shown irl blood, with some exceptions that I can handle. And I’m realizing those exceptions are because it was through non-violent means.

And people capable of violence scare me. It’s difficult to even wrap my head around such a thing.

Probably should have been obvious, considering I’ve talked about being absolutely distraught with grief over kittens getting sick, and how I feel bad killing most bugs. I think I have zero sympathy for fleas and mosquitoes, but that’s understandable.

And I mean, I’m 5’1” 135lbs. I’m small enough that joy-cons are comfortable for me. I’m not exactly physically imposing lmao

The kittens, by the way, are recovering well :3 They’re back to running around and being little terrors. Applejacks isn’t even blind in his left eye like I thought he’d become when conjunctivitis caused it to remain closed for so long. They’re not 100% recovered yet but the medicine has got them almost there 💜

@FruityPWN
I sure won’t be happy with you gone :(

The world won’t be happy until I cease to exist from it…one day, I’ll just be alone. WILL YOU BE HAPPY THEN?

I’ll tell you how those celebrities stay in such great shape, they all have swimming pools.

I sure could use some cold water.

My big toe is sprained out of nowhere, woke up with it like that. Was gonna walk and workout tonight but I guess I’ll have a cozy evening in instead while I watch my friend stream Kingdom Hearts :3

I lifted up the toilet lid and there was a big ass cockroach just waiting for me.

Lysol claims another victim.

This fucker was tough, flushing did nothing.

Has me inspired to switch my main type from Dark to Poison, so I might just do that, at least for a while. Though I’m fortunately using both types in my current playthrough of Dark Violet.

And Umbreon can remain my favourite. Maybe I’ll play Pokemon Gold 97 or whatever it’s called next so I can use Poison Umboon. Sounds quite lovely :3

I don’t just like Pokemon and other video games and cartoons and whatnot to like them. They are a source of comfort that tends to calm my brain. I’d like for this thread to be a welcoming space for all hobbies, no matter how “immature” they may be considered. I can feel depressed and awful or my feelings and trauma can melt away for a while as I immerse myself into such things. I would encourage others to do the same if they can, if they feel it helps. Whatever it takes to keep ourselves around, nya :3

I watched a video this morning indicating that the human body gets immune to its own hormones.

Practitioners were told to fast for a week, upon eating, their testosterone had tripled.
This was caused by immunity to luteinizing hormone.

I’m beginning to wonder if I was lied to. I was always told that you don’t build a tolerance to chemo. And most people on Erivedge only tolerate it for 11 months on average, that’s how drastic the side effects are.

Yet, strangely… here I am a decade later, and I’ve been tolerating it really well the past year or so. It’s bizarre. At the beginning of last year, I was going through so much with it. It seemed impossible to take every day or even every other day. I’d get sick or get stomach pain. And that’s just been happening less and less over the past year-ish. Hell, my most recent round of stomach pain, I didn’t throw up and it didn’t get as bad as it used to in the past. I guess I truly am becoming one with the poison, which is very good. Cancer will eat away at my face and I will die without a consistent supply of chemo to my body, so being able to tolerate it means I’m able to stick around much longer :3

I can’t say I blame doctors for what they said, though. Even most people who take Erivedge take it for some months and then stop. I’m not sure if there’s anyone else out there who has taken chemo for a decade, so everything that is known about it, is known for much shorter timeframes.

@𝕭𝖆𝖉𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙
This is pet spray specifically. It’s meant to like, make them less likely to pee in areas and whatnot, so it’s formulated for pets to be around. Of course I still spray when the kittens are sleeping so they won’t interact with it right away, but much safer than most anything else we’ve got, that’s for sure :3

@StrangeKittenOfTheFabulousKilljoys
I use Lysol to wipe up dog crap, you want organic when it comes to pets.