Category: Serious

  • Impromptu, Not-Funny Thoughts About 2016, Life and Depression. Also Cats.

    Impromptu, Not-Funny Thoughts About 2016, Life and Depression. Also Cats.

    I have seen a lot of jokes and not-so-jokes about 2016 kicking humanity in the tender bits. It’s a bit weird for me because 2016 has been the best year of my life. (So far)…

  • Failure in A Minor (Some Other Girl)

    Failure in A Minor (Some Other Girl)

    Once there was a girl who wanted to be a music teacher. She started playing the piano when she was eleven and the clarinet when she was thirteen. She loved playing and wanted to spend her life helping others like her have that opportunity too. Third person, you understand. She isn’t me. Some other girl…

  • Patreon, the future and feelings

    Patreon, the future and feelings

    Silence Killed the Dinosaurs started out as a whim. It continued as a way to help me cope through the worst of my chronic fatigue syndrome. Now I would like it to be a little more. I have been thinking about how to write this for a few weeks, and I have made a couple…

  • I have a friend with an autoimmune disease, and I need your help.

    I have a friend with an autoimmune disease, and I need your help.

    I have a friend with an autoimmune disease. For anyone unfamiliar with how autoimmune diseases work and why having one sucks, it’s basically when all your white blood cells and other bits and pieces of your immune system are over-enthusiastic action-movie heroes who think ‘destroy everything’ is a mandatory step in the process of saving…

  • Depression Lies

    Depression Lies

    Lately my depression has been close to the surface. It whispers things to me and manipulates me. It tries to make me believe that I am worthless. I want to write about it properly, but everything I put down seems wrong, and I end up in tangles. To have it swoop in and steal the…

  • “Be Positive”: As helpful as the Microsoft Paperclip

    And who wants to be like the Microsoft paperclip? I have chronic fatigue syndrome (cfs). One day in March last year I came home from university placement feeling drowning-tired and crawled into bed expecting to sleep all weekend and be better by Monday. That was over a year ago, and I’m still waiting for that…