I currently weigh 128.0. This time last year, I weighed 108.2 pounds. 0.4 pounds medically underweight. I've decided tonight that I want to get back down to that. Because I'm going to have few opportunities left in my life to be that underweight again. In a year we want to try to have a baby, which means as soon as we start trying I'm going to have ( Read more... )

So, I've been doing this fucked up thing lately. My normal schedule is to get up a few hours early, so that I can play Diablo III before I have to go to work. This settles me, and prepares me for my work day. I feel a great rage if I oversleep and don't get to play before work. Part of getting up early is also having the time to get enough coffee ( Read more... )

So I hit that goal. 108.6, which puts me officially underweight. I said I'd stop once I get here, but I must admit, I kind of want to see if I can hit 100. Such a nice, even number ( Read more... )

Vyvanse is a medication I've been prescribed for Shift Work Sleep Disorder. I take it on my days off so that I can stay awake, but that's not the only benefit. It's a stimulant, so it makes me a little hypomanic, but the good sort of hypomanic. The hypomanic that makes me more sociable and outgoing. The hypomanic that increases my libido--it has ( Read more... )

Love Is A Battlefield. I heard this song on the way to the gas station tonight, and it brought me back to that time we sang it at karaoke for my birthday ( Read more... )

I had my IUD removed today. It was expired.

I remember my rapist, when we were still friends, telling me that he had sex with a girl with an IUD, and that he could feel it. I wonder if he felt it while he was raping me?

My life feels so stifling right now ( Read more... )

Holy shit, I was just reading an ED support forum that I normally go to, and there's a girl there that got COPD at the age of 27, after having smoked for only 13 years ( Read more... )

Edematous heart. Fluid shifts from blood to lacrimal to legs to uterus and back again. Fluid, once unable to let from your eyes, shifts out of the cuts on your arm, and the balance is once again acheived. Fluid shifts out of your heart, out of your eyes, down to your toes, out of your nose. My heart used to be edematous. Right now it's just...not. ( Read more... )

I'm glad Livejournal wasn't deserted when I was going through the roughest patch of my life after my sexual assault. There's plenty of things you just can't put on Facebook, and the amount of support I received was tremendous, and perhaps saved my life.