So it's been a while...

Some psychotic gun nut with a penis complex found my blog & tried to turn it into something ugly. He also used old info regarding an expired PO that was granted in which the judge ok'd our firearms due to the fact that we weren't granting the PO on the complaint but Little Dick didn't do his homework. Then he proceeded to say I have legal issues. THIS is laughable. I can't drive. I'm horrible at it. I have never claimed to be. I'm frequently ticketed. My DL has been suspended more often than not. Shit happens. So I am guessing either a) Little Dick doesn't drive or b) Little Dick himself, CANT. Whatever tho. 

The purpose of my blog has ALWAYS been to be open about The Trauma & my PTSD. This, according to Little Dick, makes me "unstable". Sure. I was raped (with my gun on my hip!!!) & I have ptsd stemming from that. Soldiers- you all are unstable too!! Domestic violence survivors, YOU are too unstable as well!!! Basically that's the gist of Little Dick's smear story. 

What Little Dick & his pencil dick ammosexual friends fail to realize is this- the more you hurl insults or attempt to drag us thru the mud, no matter how much you threaten, we aren't going away. Your bullshit actions prove that MY hard work with MOMS was & IS working. You're scared, & you should be. People in glass houses shouldn't throw stones. If I were a petty bitch I could run a smear campaign on you or any of your pencil dick friends. I don't HAVE to. Because we are winning. Slowly. You've threatened our rights to feel safe, you've threatened our kids' rights to feel safe, all because you've got a fucked up interpretation of 2A. Well sugar, good luck. I'm sure we will cross paths again. In fact, I look forward to it. 

Why sleep?

Doc put me on a new med- took me off the ugly Remeron. Put me on Doxepin. Remerons #1 side effect was weight gain. Doxepin combined with the Effexor & Wellbutrin could/did cause Seratonin Syndrome (hallucinations, among other things). No weight gain. I'm slowly losing. 

Pole dancing is great. I'm losing some of that self conscious hell, I feel more confident, & I'm losing weight. 

I'm not feeling too hot. Tuesday started in a frenzy, ended up feeling gross. Possible side effect or a bug? 

Stuck on some of the older hells. I'm worried that I'm slipping some but I know it's the disease. Stress, exhaustion, & new meds always come with nights like these. Blabbering too... 

Trying to explain this to strangers feels impossible. Today, at 2am, EVERYTHING seems impossible.... *sigh*