So I don’t know if you noticed. But I dipped for a hot minut..

So I don’t know if you noticed. But I dipped for a hot minute. Basically long story made short. Even though I come across as supes happy all the time, I’m actually always in this battle with (sometimes crippling) depression and feelings of guilt/worthlessness. Stupid. I know. What a fuggin idiot. Amiright?! I’m right. Don’t answer that. It’s just my sparkling personality, amazing sense of humour, and addiction to making others happy that spills into the stuff I do here. It makes me seem like this pillar of mental health and positivity. But unfortunately I pick up pressure and carry the weight of stuff that I need to learn how to let go of. And whenever this has happened in the past, I’ve always apologized and felt so guilty about leaving you guys and not being the little bright light on the interwebbing machine that I strive to be. SO HEAR ME OUT! Bite the pillow, I’m going in dry bahahahaha sorry no not really. Anyways. I’m not apologizing or feeling guilty this time (look how we have all grown. I feel like I’m setting such a positive example. Would I call myself jesus? No (thank you for asking) but I can see how others might see me that way) I’m trying to change my patterns and learn from my mistakes in the past. There’s this clinic in Edmonton (it’s fecking ‘spensive cuz it’s privatized and dick me dead, it’s so worth it) but basically their practice specialized with chronic depression, adhd, and anxiety disorders. *>ping ball machine going crazy sounds<* which hits all the marks for this kitty *>exaggerated body wave<* and they have pulled me out of my worst place before and helped me get to my best place. So I started going back there. They do these racemic ketamine treatments which really help me. Which basically sounds like I’m partying with the big boys. But I assure you, it is very clinical and professional. Except the chairs. The chairs are just a laugh riot. Anyways. I’m getting my shit together. Thank you for your patience. Xoxo, AA P.S. look at me advocating for people taking care of their mental health. Gosh. Gee whiz. I really am just a superior human (she says in bed with yesterdays eyeliner smudged all over her face) P.P.S. Sometimes you just gotta feed ur puppers a hot dog. Really it makes her happy. It makes you happy. We all win.