my new psychologist suggested that i combat my ennui by doing Whatever it is that i did for kicks when i was a teenager, so i have decided to return to my ancient art of MS Paint pixel dolls. but first i have to make myself doll bases entirely from the ground up 👍
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baby didn't poop for like 3 days and seemed to be doing badly cause she wouldn't leave her closet spot for a long time and i was having to bring her food mixed with water, so i was starting to panic, but she just snuck into the bathroom and took the biggest crap on the floor i have ever seen (politely covered with a paper towel) and is now cuddling with me like usual. thank you sweet angel...
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do you guys think that getting a stylus for my phone would help with my hand pain?
like, i already do everything i can on the computer which I've made ergonomic. i asked a friend who does woodworking to give me one of the phone stands he makes for his friends with arthritis and have tried using it. but i can't completely recover because i still need to do some day to day stuff on my phone and every way of touching it Feels Bad
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i wanted to draw dilf peter (and wifey (flash))
(well actually they're childless, so not a dilf, but, still, the vibes are there)
(she/her for flash please)
my handwriting is very bad so i’ll write what it says under a readmore:
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Top left in the all-black suit (2024):
Peter: Man, I’m only 36.
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Top right in the classroom (2032) (45 yrs old):
Student: Mr. Parker, did you get hit by a car?!
Peter: Uh... sure, let’s say that.
(he’s not left-handed)
(wolverine(?) broke his scapula and clavicle) (still not decided lol)
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Bottom pic, smooching his favorite pretty girl (2037) (49):
(he’s graying fast)
Peter has arthritis
Flash has carpal tunnel in both wrists (50)
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ik i’ve talked about my ~illnesses~ quite a lot but good news!!! spoke to an obg today (who also works with a lot of trans patients!!! yay!) who finally got me an ultrasound for next month to check on my abdomen for fibroids n cysts (hoping that’ll be clear!) and then and she recommended going back on t at a low dose to manage my pain n inflammation and i think that’s a great idea and also oooh gender soup. it feels… very good to like actually be listened to and have a plan n start getting somewhere ! so yay!
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Today has been a very rough day. Half way through my work day my old boss comes into my job. My best friend and I who used to both work with him were on duty. My best friend is now the manager, which was this man's prior job when he was working with us.
He comes in, walks behind my friend and I while we're focused on working on something and he says to my friend "having fun watching the handicap work?"
For those who don't know, I'm disabled. I try to always come at it from a positive light, but it does get me down. Especially right now, I'm very down about what goes on with me.
That comment didn't sit well with me, obviously. But as I'm dealing with a lot of stress, anxiety and depression right now, I just tried to ignore him and focus on my task. But he didn't take to being ignored too well.
He stood behind me while I worked and said "well that's what you are, a handicap!" All I could muster up at that point was a simple I don't appreciate that. I don't refer to my disabilities in the way you're speaking about them right now.
Being the kind of person he is, he then proceeded to out loud list my disabilities, with customers in the store for everyone to hear. Ending that with "see a handicap!"
Accused me of trying to hide it, said I couldn't hide it from him, he worked with me, he's fully aware I'm a handicap!
Mind this man's tone was rude, was demeaning. He was trying to humiliate me. The whole time he was laughing. He's fully aware of the difference between saying someone is disabled between calling someone a handicap. Especially when mocking me and asking if my best friend is having fun in his new management position by watching the "handicap" work.
This is a man I went out of my way to help on countless of occasions. A man who made me do his own management job because he was too lazy to do it himself. He'd rather sit out in his car and nap during his shift.
Yet I still tried to see the good, I helped him whenever he asked. I was always kind, polite and understanding with him. Never strayed him wrong. Yet he comes in and completely humiliates me!
I was so upset, entirely speechless. After he left I went outside and I cried in the back of the building. One, for the cruel words. Two, for the humiliation and three for feeling so stupid for going so far to help this man.
I feel bad enough in the body I am. I struggle enough as it is. To go so far as to do what he did is disgusting! It truly hurt. It broke me down when I've already been feeling broken.
So it's easy to say today has definitely been a hard day.
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