Month: December 2024

This is gonna be a problem.

I had the cataract surgery at the asscrack of dawn and all my glasses are now obsolete. I can mostly see things that are further away, but my up close vision is awful, to say the least. It’s gonna be a problem. I got some reading glasses and while they help me read my phone and other things, they also make me dizzy. I have never worn readers before this. They’re 3x magnified and when I’m wearing them, everything far away looks totally blurry. I don’t know if that’s normal.

I’ve had to go into my phones accessibility settings and turn on bigger text. How fucking old am I. 😂

I wonder if there are contacts that fix up close and far away vision? I’d be willing to try contacts again if my eyes can tolerate it.

Ive been consulting with plastic surgeons and am getting appointments with 4 or 5 of them. I hope my BMI isn’t a problem with the rest of them. My bmi is 39 and one surgeon won’t operate unless it’s 35 or below. Mine used to be higher but I’ve lost a lot of weight. I guess it’s good that I have a bunch I’m contacting.

edit: all this switching back and forth between glasses and no glasses is driving me absolutely insane. I’m talking to the ophthalmologist about contacts tomorrow.



I seem to be free of the crud. Guess it was a short-lasting virus.

Tomorrow at 6am is my cataract surgery! I’m not going to bother trying to sleep. I probably need to leave at 5 to get there. I go back Tuesday for my one day checkup. I’m going to inquire about their tattoo removal procedure. I have the brochure but I hope they can give me a ballpark price. I’ll have $500+ in March to pay for it although it shouldn’t cost quite that much. I read somewhere it usually costs about $150-200 per square inch of painful zapping. I don’t even care though, I want these ugly things off my face!

I’ve thought about it and think after I get a neck lift, and lose some more weight and feel more confident in myself, I’m gonna apply for a job at Hot Topic. I figure that’s the only place besides a tattoo parlor that would accept the way I look lol.

Listening to: Ipso Facto – Give It To Her



I think I got the crud. I hope it’s a 24-48 hour virus at most. I probably got it at the doctors office. It’s either that, or mild food poisoning. I’ve been chugging pepto bismol.

My former individual support lady, Denise, got the owl plush I got her and she loves it 😄 I really wish I could see her again and give her a hug because I never got a chance to see her after the insurance fiasco. Also no one expected they would separate us. We thought everything would go back to normal. It’s a good thing I love Karen, my current individual support too. I’m waiting to hear from Bobbie, my newly assigned peer support. I love her to death. She’s had pneumonia like three times and is getting over it. She might return to work next week, can’t wait to see her! She’s cool, she takes me to get piercings and stuff even though she’s not supposed to 😂 She’s fun as fuck.

I think Oscar ate a candy wrapper and puked it up on my floor. What the fuck, buddy? Should I be worried? Where’d he even get it?



You non-conformists are all the same.

Gatekeeping really pisses me off. So tolerant. So accepting. Makes you so special and unique! Dismissing people without knowing them is so rebellious and non-conformist!

I’m too old for your bullshit. You have no power over me anymore. Suck my striped dick 🥴

Sometimes you have to realise it’s the other person who is the problem, not you, and not let their ill informed opinions affect you.

I may or may not be deleting Facebook again…it’s giving ugly. Ugly people, that is.




I just want a neck.

So, I’ve begun looking into getting a neck lift. I’ve looked into care credit which does cover it and have contacted several surgeons who take care credit. I’ve already heard back from several and plan to request virtual consultations. I don’t really have the luxury of driving to Charlotte or Denver whenever, considering my mom has to take me. When I get the best quote, I’ll apply for care credit. My credit rating is average, so I don’t see why I wouldn’t be accepted. I always pay my loans off early. I’m no slacker on that front. Let’s hope this works out. My neck is my main point of insecurity. It keeps me from getting out there. I always think people are judging me. Maybe they aren’t, I don’t know, but I am for sure judging myself. Hard. Losing weight doesn’t seem to make a difference in my quadruple chin. It’s just as bad as it ever was. My highest weight was 280-something pounds and I am now at about 215. It hasn’t made much of a noticeable difference in my neck.

I don’t expect perfection, I just want to have a neck again! An actual neck that isn’t hidden under fat! I want to feel better about myself. That’s all. I never saw a problem with cosmetic surgery if it makes someone feel better about themselves. Some people think it’s wrong, I think they’re being judgmental. It’s a personal choice. I think some people are literally mentally addicted to it and that’s not good, but that’s not the majority.

There are a couple things I’d like to have done, but I’ll write about that some other time.

My cataract surgery is Monday and I have to be there at 6am. Mom hates that but I’m not bothered. They do diabetics early in the morning. I’m looking forward to it and being able to see out of that eye.

Edit: ordered the first wig! As well as a lovely casual black bob wig. It was inexpensive thankfully. I’m using Klarna to pay it off.

Listening to: The Merry Thoughts – Pale Empress



Ffs!

This change in medication is really hitting me hard. I almost had a complete meltdown in fucking Ulta. I thought my head was gonna explode! It was really embarrassing even though I don’t know if anyone actually saw me freaking out. I really hope it’s the sudden change and not the medication itself. If this doesn’t clear up soon I’m going to have to call my psychiatrist. *sigh*

It rained the other day. I was wearing my old Torrid boots. I stepped in a puddle and realized water got into my boots. I got inside and looked at them and there’s two huge cracks and a big hole in the soles! O_o Not sure how I didn’t notice it before. I’ve had them for years but I really think good shoes would last longer than that. I had to get my Christmas boots out early because I was left without shoes D:

I got some redness reducing moisturiser at Ulta. Everyone says my face isn’t that red, even the girl at ulta said so, but I really believe I have bad skin all around and everything’s wrong with it I guess… It looks red to me. When my hair used to be blond, my face looked incredibly red. I looked ANGRY. I’m getting a bleach & tone on the fourth of next month and I am not having my face look like that again. I wish I could find my drivers license from when I was 16 or 17, it was so bad in that photo. My face was so red, like ❤️ red. People always used to ask me if I was okay or if I was mad at them. I guess maybe I’m paranoid and self conscious because of things like that from the past. Maybe it isn’t as red as I think it is, but any amount bothers me.

My anxiety is bad lately. I don’t know if it’s the provigil or the med switch. Provigil is known to make anxiety worse. That concerns me because it’s not working as it should and I might have to increase my dosage. It’s not giving me the ‘get up and fucking go’ that I so desperately need. That’s what it’s supposed to do, anyhow.

Listening to: Siouxsie and the Banshees – Kiss Them For Me




Look what I found

I’m ordering this wig off Etsy;

I can’t grow my hair out anymore because I can’t care for it properly. I miss having long hair but I can’t do it with the scalp condition and whatnot. So, why not wear a wig? I like this one. It’s fluffy but not too fluffy. Ratty but not too ratty (I’ll probably smooth it out a bit though). It’s the hair I’ve always wanted. Theres also has a blond one with dread-like hair and what I call “Dracula bangs”. It’s a lot more expensive than this one.

There’s also a black one like this that I like.

I feel I might be patronising these creators quite a bit! The Etsy shops are artbox888 and crudethings. They’re really the only wigs I’ve seen that I liked. I do need a simple black bob as well. I have two that are eons old but can’t find them.

I saw my dermatologist about my scalp and he seems unsure whether the problem is sebhorric dermatitis or psoriasis. I wish he’d biopsied it. He prescribed me some drops to put on my scalp as well as a special shampoo (ketoconozal). The drops might make my hair greasy and honestly I just have enough fucking problems with my hair and scalp. I don’t know if I’ll use them. I might try, and if it’s too gross I’ll stop. Ugh. I can’t stand my entire head. Everything about it. Throw the whole damn thing away. 😕

I think I regret rejoining facebook. It’s actually ridiculous. I cannot express a non-positive emotion without getting a warning from their censorious, nannying AI. I was off that site for well over a year and it was kind of touchy back then, but it is threefold worse. It’s a load of sanitised fluffy bunny bullshit, and I hate it.

Also, someone started some shit in one of the groups I’m in and I got very angry. I don’t know why I’m bothering to try and make friends. I’m destined to be alone for the rest of my life.

Social media just isn’t good for anyone’s mental health, unless you’re a damn troll. I think I’m done.




Getting older…

I feel like I’m in an awkward stage in life, not very young anymore but also not yet middle-aged. Somewhere in between that. I feel like it’s almost “controversial” somehow, to express myself with clothing, tattoos and piercings at my age. According to some others, people my age are “too old” to look different. I’m just now leaving my youth. I turn 40 in 2025. I still sometimes feel youthful, but I sort of feel ashamed of expressing it, or I’ll get shamed, probably behind my back, by extended family. I always try to avoid them because I am uncomfortable with those situations.  I will say, they are good people and I don’t dislike them. But I feel like they’re judging me because I’m not married with a family. I didn’t go the traditional route in life like they probably all expected, and because I didn’t, something’s wrong with me.  I don’t think they know I’m gay, either. 😅

I’m not “experimenting” anymore. I left that behind in my early twenties. I just am who I am, now. I’m not trying to “shock” people with my clothes, makeup, tats, piercings, hair colour, or whatever. I dress and present myself as I please, for my OWN happiness. Other people are not in the equation. I’m almost 40 and I’m still rocking the goth look as much as I did when I was a wee 13 year old baby bat.🦇  so, am I wrong for continuing to be alternative as I age? I really don’t think so. But sometimes I feel guilty.

Anyhow! Needed to get that off my chest. My anxiety is a bit better now. That’s been stewing for a while.

Mom gave me money for Christmas (because she never knows what to get me except for new underwear lol) and let me get myself some stompy boots (which I haven’t had a pair in a loooooong time, literally since Hot Topic was selling that type of thing…I don’t think they do anymore), a floofy skirt and some lace-up tights (I love lace up anything). Thanks mom! I got them from goodgoth.com 🖤 Her and dad’s presents already came and she has them. I unfortunately had to spoil her surprise because I really didn’t know what kind of long jacket-sweatshirt thing she wanted and I didn’t want to get her something she wouldn’t wear again, like the very comfy socks I got her last year. She still walks around in the holey ones like some Dickensian street urchin 😂 At least she still wears the pretty sweater I bought her, I guess.

I’m really looking forward to crisp new underwear. I can’t even tell you. You know you’re fuckin old when you get excited over that.

I hope anyone who reads this has a very merry Christmas and a wonderful holiday season. 🎄🥂




I’m feeling very aggressive today. I’m lying down and watching YouTube videos and I’ve stopped myself from calling about four different people in the comments “fucking wankers” 😂 I want to do it so bad but I won’t because I’m not a troll (usually) and I loathe confrontation. I feel like I could easily put my fist through a wall. It’s like there’s stuff pent up in me that I didn’t even know about. I hope this goes away soon! I want my new meds to work for the positive, OBVIOUSLY, but I know some people have a week or two of crappy emotions after changing meds.

Or maybe I just shouldn’t read YouTube comments. Too many fucking wankers!




I was at China King tonight and was going to the buffet and this lady gave me a literal cross. I think it was because of how I was dressed. I gave it to my mom. Nice gesture, nice lady. I’m not religious but I’m not a devil worshipper either lol. It gave me a chuckle.

The 3D printer is now at my apartment. Mom had to rent a dolly and it was a pain. It’s in the art room taking up about 1/3 of my art desk. I have to do the software, have dad level it and put it into its fireproof enclosure and it’ll be ready to use. I have two spools of filament, one black one grey. I need to get some flesh tones because I want to print parts to string a ball-jointed doll. I have dreamed of making my own bjd for years but never had the resources or know how. All I need to know is how to string it together. I’m sure there’s plenty of tutorials on YouTube.

I got my former individual support lady, the one I had for years and am very attached to, a little Christmas gift. She loves owls. I was in a drugstore and the were a bunch of Ty plushies, and I saw an owl and got it for her. I hope she likes it. It’s super cute. ☺️

Edit: Facebook is so sensitive! Upload a pic of Donald Duck drinking cyanide and suddenly I’m the bad guy.

They put restrictions on my account and asked if I needed emotional help. 0_o I hate this nannying attitude social media has created. Goodness.