The "Bad Mood" Thread

Thanks bud :')
Honestly I think she'll be able to recover on her own. Her behavior and activity haven't changed, if she's experiencing any pain at all it doesn't show in the least bit. Its strange how my opinions of veterinarians have changed over the years. So many of them are out to make as much money as possible prescribing the most expensive version of every treatment they have, while others truly care about whats best for our pets but are being taught in school to rely less and less on an animal's natural healing ability and jump straight to prescription medication or surgery.

Think about it. Recall the last time you pulled or sprained something doing a sport or some exercise, what did you do? You put on some ice, took something for pain and inflammation, then chilled out on the couch for a week or so, but when it happens to your dog, suddenly Sparky needs a highly invasive surgery asap. The same can be said with vaccines. Kids get a small handful once for the rest of their lives, but the dog needs at least 8 every 3 years as if it's immunity has magically disappeared.

 

big meeting about the buy out in the morning. I've only been awake for 43 hours, but fuck it, lets go to war.

 

I hear ya. My four cats are outdoors on our property, which is 31 acres of woods on a hill at the end of a dead end gravel drive with few neighbors. They've all had their shots at least once, but it's been years since the last time. The country vet I use keeps telling me to bring them all in for new shots, but we've never once had a cat get sick from any of that stuff. They don't even come into contact with much of anything. The youngest cat is at least 5 years old, and the older two are 10+. No flea or tick medication. They're in very good health and live excellent lives.

 

I've turned into a literal ball of anxiety, depression and nervousness. Considered taking my life for the past week, went to the CPEP ward again, they sent me back into counseling and they'll be putting me back on my meds in the next 1-2 weeks.

Yup. That's where I've been. Been one heck of a time (not really).

EDIT:

Ngl my next counseling appointment isn't till next week Friday and with the way everything is going, I think I might end back up at CPEP again.

 

The first day of school was this monday and holy crap did I feel nervous about it. Sunday night I was so nervous I had almost no appetite which was unusual because I had not eaten in a while. My stomach twisted and turned and my entire self felt almost a sense of dread. The ride to school next day was no better. During the train ride I was actually shaking for a while. I calmed down once I reached the classroom but I realized that several people from my class takes the same train home as I do. That made me worried again and my stomach started to act up. Today was no different.

Whenever I am meeting new people I don't have this problem as long as I am being introduced by someone. But when it is just me and 25ish other people there I get scared as hell. The thought that I have to sit and get to know a person on a train with other people around is terrifying. I don't want to say that I have social anxiety because that feels like too strong a word. But there is at least something there that really shouldn't be. I worry a ton about what other people will think of me if I just sort of sneak off and get myself to the train with the intention of avoiding walking beside someone. But I am more worried about actually walking to the train with someone. My heart is beating faster than normal while I am writing this and my stomach doesn't feel like it usually do.

I hate this. I just felt like writing it out.

 

Im having one of those moments where you feel so many different kinds of emotions simultaneously that everything kind of shuts down. Mym mom is losing weight at a alarming rate, my sister pretty much refuses to move out after practically taking over the house by populating it with her spawn, sisters boyfriend is living here in my parents house ordering my parents around while they're telling him to leave and he doesn't. Younger sister gets angry anytime anyone talks to her for anything trivial and my brother lives like an animal. The lazy kind that spews it's wastes in its cage. I need out. Nearly 13 people here. It's only tolerable because i stay in my room. I don't like venting, and i apologize xP

 

I'd be gone like summer if I were you.

 

fuck. chiggers.

 

Those assholes are my personal nemesis. I have actual scars all over my feet from them, though they look like small reddish freckles. This year they've left patches of little bumps long after the itch is gone. Bastards.

 

they must have got me when I was sleeping by the river last week. all over my ankles, waist, inner thighs, and armpits. the armpits are the worst.

 

My mom randomly told me I could use the car tonight in case I wanted to go out.

Now suddenly I want to go out, and I'm pissed about not having plans

 

Fucking livid. The ear on this bullshit fursuit (not Shock Top or Trogdor but Guiseppe) is literally falling off and is close to detaching. He's only been worn 3-4 hours. I'm fucking pissed. I take great care of my suits and this shit happens e___e.

 

all my friends are dead and staying clean is super hard.

 

My back hurts quite solid for 2 or 3 days now. It's not from soreness, the pain is more sharp and located - it's more like something's wrong with my nerve on the buttcheek because when I stand up or sit, it radiates to my leg on the same side as well. If it's gonna hold up for a few more days I'll go see a doctor. For now it doesn't hurt *that* much but enough to disturb. I'll see if an ointment will help, maybe it will.

 

The ripped guy who rides XL BD toys has decided he's not into somebody who has a boyfriend. When we started talking nothing was exactly official so I didn't mislead him or anything. I'm just sad I didn't even get a chance to meet him.

At least I still have all those glorious nudies from him <3 I don't know what to do with them. I have a large collection of good pictures from Grindr and don't know what to do with them but I want to put them somewhere!

 

Well, it would be rude to repost them without permission. *cough cough*

 

Bad coon, bad

 

As far as anybody's concerned they're just a bunch of random cocks and one nice set of abs. No faces or identifying marks.

 

You make an effective argument *cough*