I Do Not Like Green Eggs

I can not tell you how much I loathe this new format. I dislike it more than seeing my father’s stubs for toes after his lawnmower accident. I detest it more than sitting through a Kate Hudson movie. My disdain for it knows no bounds.

Seriously. I just don’t like change. When I went to the help section and talked to someone online, she told me what to do in order to keep the old format. HaHa! Red flashing lights, a warning sign and a voice came on saying I was in violation, and porn! Thanks whoever that was! Like I don’t have enough problems being monitored. Actually, I doubt I’m that important but the FBI has been to my house for my dad. They had the wrong guy but still. And he did show up on the Irish terrorist watch list years ago when we went to Vegas. My luck they WILL show up again and take him away for illegal porn. I might let him stay there for a night just for ruining Thanksgiving.

Also, my feet and calves are swollen, I feel kind of sick, and I don’t want to tell anyone. I have a temp but it’s around 100, the hospital said not to worry unless it was above 100.4 so I have .4 points to go. I really hate the Hospital too. I’m very tired I know that. I still have to change the sheets on my bed and I don’t feel like it. Maybe I’ll sleep on the floor. The puppy threw up on me last night while I was sleeping. My favorite pajamas too. It was my fault. I gave him an all natural bone made of peanut butter and I don’t know what else, but it was too much for his belly. Not the best way to wake up.

Enough of my complaining. Here’s my THANKS!

Thank you blahpolar you inspire me and keep me here.

Thank you Wendy you’re the sister I need and I’ll always love you and no one else.

Thanks Dad for giving me life and saving my life more times than I care to count. And for giving me your wittiness. Yes, I know it rhymes with sh*ttiness. lol

Thanks Britt for letting me be me and look good doing it.

Thanks Dutch, even though you blew chunks on me, you’re just what I needed.

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!

About darie73

I have lived with Bipolar Disorder since my early teens. I have lived with Social Anxiety Disorder for even longer. I self-medicated with alcohol for over 20 years, that's how long it took to get a diagnosis. I'm open and honest about my mental health so hopefully one day the system will change. View all posts by darie73

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