Hard of Hearing.
'Mum' to Wheatley the Cat
The unusual combination of: Fluttershy, Bruce Banner, John Watson, Castiel, Sam Winchester, Rodney McKay and a dash of Harry Lockhart.
E f f i e. C o n n o r
I’ve been really sick for the past couple months.
Like, my thyroid is broken, sick and I can’t be bothered with maintaining two blogs along with writing and creating custom arrow crests.
I literally do not have the energy to even go to the gym (an activity that I USED to love.)
And today I kind of hit my breaking point and I LITERALLY cannot give two fucks about people or things or stuff and I just want to curl up in my bed and spend the next fifteen years there because I’ve never been SO exhausted in my life.
And the exhaustion wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t have to put effort into things like getting out of bed.
cleaning my messy flat
and more importantly GETTING FUCKING FOOD down my throat because right now my appetite is absolutely nothing and I made myself eat chili for lunch and it made me sick to my stomach and then I made a small pizza for dinner and I managed to finish most of that without getting discouraged.
But I fucking hate this.
I’m on a new medication too - same meds but different brand.
For my friends in Michigan that care I miss you all loads and I will be coming back for a visit in October. Wheatley has a new friend (named Bones) and when they are not trying to eat each other faces or suffocate the other one they are best friends. Wheatley is a cuddly bastard that likes to walk in front of my computer while I work and flop dramatically against me and it’s wonderful.