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

It’s Okay To Change Your Mind

2015-08-25 Miss Poison False Friends, Friends, Friendship, Honesty, Negativity, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Relationships, Writing False Friends, Musings, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing

It amazes me how different people identify different things within you. Some people have this incredible ability to truly see inside your soul, whereas others only see enough until you no longer serve a purpose in their life. A friend recently told me I had a "beautiful light within" and later pointed out that I … Continue reading It’s Okay To Change Your Mind

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

The Moon Brings Out The Loons

2015-08-022015-08-02 Miss Poison Honesty, Migraines, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Chronic Pain, Honesty, Migraines, Musings, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing

"Sometimes the most powerful person in the room is filled with senseless doubt." -Lisa M. Marino Normally I don't comment on the lunacy of the Full Moon, but this Blue Moon? Good Lord, it's brought out the crazy! There are very few people in the past two weeks who have not lost their mind and … Continue reading The Moon Brings Out The Loons

Voice Mail

2015-07-302015-07-30 Miss Poison Humor, Musings, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Humor, Musings, Phone Calls, Poison In Lethal Doses, Voice Mail, Writing

I was checking voice mail messages a little while ago. I find it oddly disturbing that there is a message from 3:09 a.m. No, it was not a booty call. It was actually from my brother, which would make the whole "booty call" thing extremely bizarre, but I'll leave that one for an episode of … Continue reading Voice Mail

It’s Okay

2015-07-202015-07-20 Miss Poison Chronic Pain, Fibromyalgia, Musings, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Creativity, E-Mail, Friendships, Introverts, Life, Musings, Poison In Lethal Doses, Relationships, Technology, Writing

For an incredibly communicative person, I don't always want to talk. As a creative-type, I spend a lot of time inside my head. As a writer, it's my job to state the facts, and when writing fiction, it's my job to create a world that is relatable and draws you in. I feel blessed to … Continue reading It’s Okay