Pull The Covers Up And Leave Me Alone

2015-08-312015-09-02 Miss Poison Being Real, Depression, Emotional Pain, Exhaustion, Honesty, Life, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Care, Darkness, Depression, Emotional Pain, Family, Friendship, Frustration, Honesty, Isolation, Life, Loneliness, Love, Medication, Mental Health, Misery, Musings, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Support, Unhappiness, Writing

I'm a pretty dark person. I have a wicked sense of humor and I'll say anything goofy to make someone laugh, but when it's my life, there isn't a lot I perceive as humorous. I'm not the kind of person who laughs at someone else's pain or who enjoys hearing about someone's breakups, divorces, illnesses, … Continue reading Pull The Covers Up And Leave Me Alone

Trolling

2015-08-30 Miss Poison Honesty, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Blogs, Cyber Stalking, Facebook, False Friends, Honesty, Hypocrisy, Instagram, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Pinterest, Poison In Lethal Doses, Trolls, Twitter, Writing

If you've excommunicated, dismissed, rejected, "broken up", "divorced", or tossed a person from your life, no matter who that person may be, then I see absolutely NO reason in hell for you to troll their Facebook page, Twitter account, Instagram, Pinterest, website, blog, or any other form of social media looking for updates or insight … Continue reading Trolling

Inappropriate Timing

2015-08-27 Miss Poison Honesty, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Uncategorized, Writing Honesty, Life, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Timing, Writing

I've been working on different things I wanted to discuss, but in light of what's happening all over the world at the moment, I'm shelving several pieces until tempers and emotions scale back a bit. I am not insensitive and can see where people could/would get upset at an inappropriately timed post. I had NO … Continue reading Inappropriate Timing

Irritability Isn’t Cute

2015-08-26 Miss Poison Exhaustion, Honesty, Life, Migraines, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Animals, Brutal Honesty, Cats, Exhaustion, Fibro Flares, Headaches, Life, Migraines, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Topamax, Writing

I HURT. There's no getting around that. After nearly two straight weeks where I haven't missed a single dose of Topamax, a migraine broke through last night. I was waiting for it. I expected it. It wasn't nearly as bad as a migraine without a preventive in my system, but after almost two weeks with … Continue reading Irritability Isn’t Cute

This Shouldn’t Have Happened

2015-08-242015-08-24 Miss Poison Animal Bites, Honesty, Musings, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Animal Bites, Children, Crazy Shit, Dogs, Honesty, Saturday Night, Vile Neighbors, What The Fuck Moments, Writing

Saturday evening was...eventful. And by 'eventful', I will say it involved my neighbor's new dog (who she cannot control, keep on its leash, etc.), a neighbor down the street's daughter, and the cops. In front of my house. I thought it was going to result in World War III based solely on the level of … Continue reading This Shouldn’t Have Happened

WTF Moments & Pushing The Body

2015-08-20 Miss Poison Honesty, Life, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Cats, Chronic Pain, Crazy Shit, Fibromyalgia, Life, Limitations, Musings, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Pushing The Body, Storms, What The Fuck Moments, Writing

At 4:00 this morning, I thought someone was trying to break into my house. That is precisely how much noise an almost two-year old cat was making in her attempt to climb something, simply to give Mommy the cat version of a middle finger. She scared the crap out of me. I had thirty seconds … Continue reading WTF Moments & Pushing The Body

Tuesday Blues

2015-08-182015-08-18 Miss Poison Chronic Pain, Goals, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Unhappiness, Writing August, Honesty, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, The Blues, Topamax, Tuesdays, Unhappiness, Writing

Normally I love Tuesdays, but today I woke up in pain. Granted, I didn't go to bed last night feeling as though I could run a marathon, but this pain is different. In turn, it's making me irritable beyond words. I am so bitchy, I can't stand the sound of my own thoughts. 😦 I … Continue reading Tuesday Blues

This Week Is Over

2015-08-14 Miss Poison August, Chronic Pain, Fibromyalgia, Life, Migraines, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing August, Chronic Pain, Editing, Fibromyalgia, Life, Migraines, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Topamax, Work, Writing

I've had yet another rough, stressful week. I am emotionally exhausted. I'm also in pain that no one should have to be in. In an ideal world, I'd be able to curl up this weekend and not have to face anything until next weekend. No, I'm not delusional, I've just had enough. I am sitting … Continue reading This Week Is Over

Pain In The Neck

2015-08-102015-08-10 Miss Poison Editing, Musings, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Chronic Pain, Editing, Fibro Flares, Musings, Neck Pain, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing

Good morning. Buenos dias. Buongiorno. Guten Morgen. I've been up since 4:50 (I know this because I checked, hoping it was later.) and the only thing I can say is "UGH"! I'm in so much pain, it's wrong. I slept in a delusional fit early last night, and again for a few hours early this … Continue reading Pain In The Neck

Come Look For Me If I’m Too Quiet

2015-08-03 Miss Poison Change, Honesty, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Rebirth, Writing Changes, Creative Freedom, Editing, Focus, Happiness, Misery, Musings, New Beginnings, Pieces Of Me, Quiet, Rebirth, Work, Writing

Mondays. They are the bane of my existence. I get sick by 8:00 PM nearly every Sunday evening, knowing that Monday is only a few short hours away. I have a sneaking suspicion I should only work Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. Perhaps I shall rename the week days altogether. I'm starting to suspect that an … Continue reading Come Look For Me If I’m Too Quiet