Category: Altered States

“You have No idea the levels nor depths of my seriousness regarding possessiveness once activated when I’ve called you Mine.”

Illness crosses borders out of order where health is not acknowledged nor vouched for by implemented actions despite need for resolutions’ restitution promoting sanctified solutions.

“In that?”

“The video game where you run in circles and spirals performing labor and repeating minuscule tasks – seemingly to no avail, except for getting farther along the journey while time and energy runs out burning more quickly as I search for limited life packs.”

“My nerves are firing sharp flares through my limbs.

Why are they doing this?

Whhhhhyyyyyyy????”

“About all of these effects!

And why does the type location shift when I press where I want it?!

And why won’t it just let me keep my life f-ing simple?!

Like it used to be, like I need it to still be – instead of feeling tangled and crippled???!!!!”

“So why even have the ‘do not disturb’ button on?!!!”

Trying to do my stress release causes greater loads of distress to compound my stress.

“I can’t even copy and paste directly from One Note into this format, anymore.

And when I make a mistake here, there is no back arrow

So now I can’t format how I want to – and everything is just harder, visually bombarding, and cumbersome!”

“Have disrupted my wolf’s muscle firing to where her legs are constantly collapsing.”

“I have occasional emotional spikes under extreme duress sudden overload, but mostly, I am even-keeled.”

“I think I’ve surpassed my stim limits.”

“Ex-Tremes…”

“Come into fast food parking lots and hotel lobbies laughing and fooling around together.

And I think to myself, When did I lose my ‘priorities?'”

“Typing on a laptop with WIFI at a service provider, trying to get a new phone to still get launched.”

“Having to learn new patterns.”

And then, her phone launched into the hot and steamy bath water.

“Speaking about exhaustion’s pain, now, is beyond ridiculous.”

“Or Not.”

“I guess that I had wondered about what it would feel like to be part of ‘community…'”

“I no longer have a yard to just let my dogs out into, nor do I get to see my plants easily.”

“I am some place new, thrust out of my valued routines and into new elements.”

“I just need to lie down some more.”