I’m Not Interested

Me, Yesterday

Image 2017-05-09 Miss Poison Images/Photos/Quotes Exhaustion, Images/Photos/Quotes, Pieces Of Me, Sleep

I was dealing with a family crisis yesterday, and this was 100% me. Today, my ability to function was so limited, I am downright ashamed.

It’s Possible To Feel Worse

2017-05-06 Miss Poison Writing Agony, Fibromyalgia, Health, Migraines, Musings, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Stress, Writing

Just when I thought it wasn't possible to feel any worse than I have these last few weeks, I woke up this morning and the pain is at an all-time new high for INSANITY. You know those pain scales every doctor's office has posted with idiotic faces? There is no logical way to say "Oh, … Continue reading It’s Possible To Feel Worse

Too Many Thoughts That I Can’t Process

2017-05-03 Miss Poison Writing Health, Migraines, Musings, Nausea, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Weakness, Writing

Today is one of those days where I just can't seem to break myself out of how bad I feel. Physically, mentally, and emotionally. I caught myself last night, while making dinner, realizing just how done I am. It wasn't a temporary feeling. It was a "What's the point in this life?" feeling. I'm still … Continue reading Too Many Thoughts That I Can’t Process

The Month Of Triggers

2017-05-01 Miss Poison Writing Depression, Emotional Pain, Grief, Honesty, Loss, May, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Sadness, Triggers, Writing

Fourteen years ago today, a female relative of mine (an Aunt by marriage) was murdered by her live-in boyfriend. I just read her autopsy and toxicology report for the first time; her death having been ruled an "accident". I read it in utter disbelief. The damage incurred was no accident. I look at it as … Continue reading The Month Of Triggers

The Never-Ending Excitement

2017-04-29 Miss Poison Writing Honesty, Musings, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writers, Writing

I swear, I'm radiating unhappiness. Thursdays' appointment made me feel like a fucking fraud. Despite the fact that I KNOW I suffer greatly, you cannot see anything I suffer from. It's like being slapped in the face a bit. People can't help but stare at you, because they're questioning your validity of illness without knowing … Continue reading The Never-Ending Excitement

Scheduling Conflicts

2017-04-262017-04-26 Miss Poison Writing Appointments, Bad Days, Doctors, Honesty, Life, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Stress, Writing

When you suffer from any form of chronic illness, you can choose, or not choose, to see your life as a bunch of doctor's appointments. I try not to, but lately... Without insurance, I didn't have to think about it. I only went when I had no other choice, and there are doctors I'm still … Continue reading Scheduling Conflicts

A Broken, Pretty Mess

2017-04-23 Miss Poison Writing Doctors, Emotional Pain, Emotional Support, Honesty, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Stress, Struggling, Unhappiness, Writing

When I came home Wednesday afternoon, after being at the doctor's office for HOURS (You know your doctor is good when EVERYONE wants to see her.), I didn't realize how awful I felt. I remember coming inside, hanging up my coat, taking in the mail, feeding Cat and Kitten a little earlier than usual, changing … Continue reading A Broken, Pretty Mess

Cat And Kitten Send Mommy To The Doctor

2017-04-19 Miss Poison Writing Anxiety, Cat and Kitten, Doctors Appointments, Exhaustion, Health, Migraines, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Stress, Writing

I know what you're thinking. "This is the first time they've thought of it in all the years they've owned you?!" In all seriousness, I made the appointment myself, long before my Urgent Care fiasco of last Tuesday. However, at 5:00 a.m., I really don't need Large Paws (Kitten) walking all over me from head … Continue reading Cat And Kitten Send Mommy To The Doctor

Nothing But The Blues

2017-04-17 Miss Poison Writing Colors, Monday, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing

People say you can tell a lot about someone based on their favorite color(s). I disagree. Many moons ago, my favorite colors were red and black. I openly admit this was heavily influenced by someone else. Now the only time you see me wear red is on race day OR if I'm crazy pissed off. … Continue reading Nothing But The Blues