“A Gift Wrapped in Pandemic Paper and Offered in Pieces,” or “Meaning without Consequence: My Pandemic Experience with Fruits Basket”

It’s finally time to sit down (or lie down as the case may be since I’m laying in bed while typing this paragraph) and try to tie my experience with Fruits Basket into a neat little bow. I don’t know how to explain the sort of meaning it’s held for me over the past year …

“That isn’t funny at all, but it almost sounds like it should be?”

TL;DR -- My update schedule told me to blog. I have pink hair. Graduated college again. Anxiety is awful. Random oversharing. I'm making questionable choices. Our house is infested by ants. My Husband and I have different emotional needs, and that's okay. My blog schedule says I'm supposed to update about my life today. Though …

Between

Panic traces the shell of my ear, whispers with its fingertips. It promises. Compulsion holds, caresses with the hands of a shallow lover. I still between.

Having OCD during a pandemic is really fun

I just... I wrote a post, a post with actual blog-specific topical content. I do run a life AND ANIME blog, after all. I thought it was good, too. Then WordPress lost my draft, and I lost all motivation to rewrite what I had almost entirely finished. It’s 11 PM—not that late—but I’m tired. I …

“It’s about carrying on when all you want to do is quit.”

To preface this in case I have new readers, I’ve struggled with anxiety and OCD all of my life. I’m also a Christian, and there is this stigma about mental health in some Christian circles that I feel can be pretty powerful. Last night, par the course for my demons, I was /convinced/ that I …

CBD and Therapy(ies) for Me

So. Things are happening. Let me keep you updated. I know I haven't said much about my health since I herniated my back, except that things have been difficult. Vague allusions are vague. But I plan to clear just a bit of that up today. Just a bit. But before that, news. Firstly, I tried …

Bugs are not burrowing into my brain, but it feels like it because of vegetables. (also, heath update)

(If you came for my usual anime ramblings, this is not the post for you, dear readers. It's also probably not well written because catharsis and I mean, transitions? What are those?) My husband bought me produce. (You probably thought I was hopping on to talk about anime, enthuse over some new otome, or heck, …

Adding new letters to my labels. (Accepting a diagnosis of OCD)

I'm sharing because I really want to help. This is going to get painful, and I may regret it if my identity is ever discovered (please no) but I suppose you've been warned. And Husband says that no one cares to try and find me, so I'm trying to put that fear aside I favor …

May is Hard. (This was supposed to be a blog update, but now I don’t know what it is?)

Warning: I don't even know what this is. Is it even coherent? Maybe not. I will admit that I am not currently my best self. It is with much self-depreciation (and as vaguely emo music plays through my headphones) that I morosely admit as much, but I feel that makes the statement no less true. I'm …

I’ll probably delete this, but you are not alone. — an anxious “letter”

I didn't know any of you once, and while I'm glad for the relationships gained, things were easier then in the over-sharing department. I used to be shouting into the vast expanse of the internet without consequence. Now some of you have names and faces, and that's scary to me, because judgement can therefore exist, …