Stressed the hell out.
Jan. 7th, 2026 01:32 pmI am stupid.
Jan. 7th, 2026 07:51 am
I am missing adrenaline, excitement. Currently sitting in the coffee shop... I could be laying down all morning until I visit mom, or visit her early in the morning, but I figure it is reasonable to hold off a bit, and also be up a bit.
It just feels stupid to sit in front of my computer in the morning, when I will already be able to do that visiting my mother. This is why I am missing so much excitement.
Things are looking ok!
Jan. 6th, 2026 12:46 pmThe most stupid day of my life.
Jan. 5th, 2026 12:10 pm
They didn't have her hooked up to any machines, which freaked me out, because internally I was saying: "She is sick, isn't she supposed to be hooked up to machines?" It had me thinking, maybe they did all they could do, and are just letting her go now. But if she is really going to rehab today, if she is really getting better, then I guess it makes sense for her not to be hooked up to machines, and that was the other side of the coin that I am holding on to. I am hoping that my therapist office will have a phone that I can use to try and call. I am not getting a new phone until Friday, which is actually my own odd decision. No one is that excited to talk to me except my mom, and I am making efforts to see her pretty much every day, so my phone isn't that greatly necessary... why is skype no longer a thing? This is all so stupid.
Assuming my mom's phone hasn't been cut off, then I can use the phone at her place to try and find out where she is, since I am stopping by to pick up mail and stuff today! Fun fact: mom only uses a land line, so it is often very difficult to reach her.
Please let this turn out ok.
Jan. 4th, 2026 03:06 pmNothing seems great.
Jan. 3rd, 2026 05:43 pmThe search for ethical adrenaline.
Jan. 3rd, 2026 02:14 pm
I am searching for adrenaline, excitement. I signed up to go ice skating, which I don't really know if I will actually do, it does sound like it could be fun, but it does not really sound like adrenaline.
I look back on all these weird hospital escapades, and I don't know what to do. Like I said, last year was my most ethical dealings with healthcare in years now, and I am definitely glad about that, but there are still issues: mostly seeing the police everywhere, and as I mentioned, they have arrested me twice now and I am not a criminal, so I not only have no trust for them, but there's a lot of just: "why?" Seeing police cars doesn't give me adrenaline, doesn't give me what I'm looking for, it just makes me scared that they are going to attack me again. And there are people in the neighborhood with guns, mostly at the grocery stores, which is a whole lot of "what the hell?" and also not what I am looking for when I say I am looking for adrenaline. I am looking for healthy exercise that is exciting? I think for some people, that is running? I just can't put that on my body. I'm not really seeing any solutions here.
Not a bad day!
Jan. 2nd, 2026 01:01 pmToday is going pretty well. I still don't have the phone issue resolved.. tmobile and metro seem to be in an odd stance with each other, and it is not helping me out.. I am hoping to have my phone issue resolved by tomorrow, but I sorta just feel like I'm gonna end up stuck without a phone forever, because I guess everyone is just ok with that? Very frustrating, I sorta want to say, except it has been veeeery nice having a break from it, and I am still finding ways to connect to the internet every day. cool.
Visiting mom in the hospital again, she seems like she is doing better, but I'm still a bit concerned. Supposedly she is doing a rehabilitation program next week, but from my perspective, it's difficult to even know what really happened that led to all this. She was definitely very sick a few days, so it's very confusing, but she really seems to be doing better.
Today... I woke up, and I was inn so much pain, I felt lucky that I could just lay there and soothe myself, I was comfortable laying down, but I really wanted to see my mom and use the internet, so by 2 PM I made it out to visit her. I feel stupid being here, because do you know how cold it is outside? Humans are pathetically cruel. Aside from the soreness, I have already had several bouts of chest pain today. I had to fight not to hit myself walking home last night, but I won, as does happen many times, it is just sad that I am dealing with this stupid urge. I see nothing about being alive that I am supposed to be so happy about, particularly when I keep looking back, too much trauma.
I do have a lot of good memories, I am supposed to be happy about them, but the bad stuff just keeps rising to the top. Other people being unwilling to work with me, be willing to help me feel like a meaningful member of society. I want to do that for other people, I try where I can, and it never feels like I do enough, and also never feels like I receive enough. I am exhausted while feeling like I do so little, sincerely wanting to do more that is received credit for, but all anyone says is; "You get to live, but that's about it." I hate how hated I am.
Everyone loves a good comparison, and this New Years is definitely going better than last.
I am sad to look through my memory banks, and see all the times where I was convinced everything would be ok, and watch something go horrifically wrong, like crimes and violations of human rights.
I don't really feel like I have friends.
Andromeda: AoT d15 '24
Dec. 31st, 2025 09:17 pm
New year's eve, pretty cool... I showed up here at the hospital, wondering what to do, when I remembered that I had one large hexagon paper with me, and realized... I felt like it was possible to do this project. It was super my favourite from 2024, and many of the 25 pieces were high density, so after dealing with all that stuff, even though I haven't done all of them yet, I said.. "yes, I am quite sure that I can do Andromeda." It was challenging. It took me maybe 4-5 hours.. am I supposed to say unfortunately? I had a super great time, it was sooooo cool. I want to make it many times, so I am probably not going to keep this rendition of it. Enjoy!!!
Happy New Year's Eve!
Dec. 31st, 2025 04:36 pmSo these two people, now BOTH of them have gone out of their wy to call me paranoid, because that is polite? Like how can you talk to an individual who is actually being physically attacked and moved around and complaining about it as paranoid. They are off their rocker, just two other sick people, who are nice to give me a phone line, but rude to name call me, and even more rude to try and argue that I shouldn't be demanding safety and good living.
But they are two also sick people, and if there's anything I know about sickness, it is that you are easily irritable, so I am trying to offer some forgiveness.
Anyway, as I titled this post: "It's war!" I just want to deal with this. First, I will mention that I grew up with at least a bit of an alternative education, I have already mentioned this a bit, my home schooling for high school.. it was basically veeeery modern shall we say. I don't know it was like I got a permission slip to be sick, in a lot of ways. I still read some books, there was a lot of computer usage... which is probably standard in modern day high schools, but back when I would have went, I probably would have dealt a lot more with books and pens. I didn't study a lot about history, I basically didn't even take history a lot.
I learned about the civil war, north and south divide stuff, slavery, racism etc. But that was about where I got in history... and I was already studying Japanese when I was a teenager. Listening to Japanese music was a passtime of mine as a teenager. Well, anyway... I remember when I was first learning about WW2. I was taking Japanese classes, and I had to make decisions about what my major would be still... and I decided to stick with Japanese. I was telling myself... "No matter what I choose as my major, there's going to be some challenge thrown at me... now I know what my challenge is, and I am still interested in sticking with what I am doing."
But TBH... in school, I had learned about several different wars, plagues etc... and there was a lot of: "this is not real." Going through my mind. Like, you don't want to believe that war is real, I don't think anyone wants to believe that war is real.
I see someone post outside the US supposedly, who says they are hearing about human rights violations in the US. Every day, I walk around, and I see people who I wonder if are homeless, and I don't know if they really are or not. They pretty much all look either older than me or around my age. The other day, there was an older person with a homeless sign up the street, and I had just gotten done freaking out at the hospital, I yelled at her: "Shame on you for telling me that this is what my future is going to be." And two people who looked like they are really not having a good time, were very confused and acted like I was crazy, when in the end, I am not trying to be mad at them, but how am I not supposed to be angry at people older than me saying that this can happen to me anytime? How can I view that as anything other than a threat?
So, I'm going into 2026 the way I went into 2025, and basically every year. Just wanting for things to go well, to have a good time, and unlike years ago, unfortunately with a lot of skepticism because of how badly I keep getting hurt. I am tired of people treating me badly. And it's never going to go right, because heart surgery recipients are stuck at the whims of darwinism. I just wish things would be decent and good.
As an interesting report for you: my first 5-6 years post heart surgery, I was not hospitalized at all. ..And I was also never ever hospitalized pre surgery. I did not grow up regularly being hospitalized. I had regular doctor appointments, a few stages where I had a lot of them though. And since my first hospitalization ..for mentel reasons... I was 28 years old, there have been at least 2 instances of a full year that I went where I was not hospitalized at all. Once, it actually got close, may have even been 2 full years, maybe twice. so that's 2-4 yrs since 28 without being hospitalized. And since 28, I have spent about one full year living in the hospital. Probably more than, I stopped counting. because there are many many instances, usually 1-2 weeks at a time. After my heart surgery, I was in the hospital for a week, and then I received community care with doctor visits at home to get better, it was actually amazing, and I feel lucky to look back at such care. It is awkward to be an HSR, because you want others to be doing well, but you want to offer yourself when you can, to hope that you can help repay what others have done for you, that is what it is. You don't want things to be going badly for others for things to be going well for you.
or #2: I am missing one of my hands, and that is my heart surgery, but people are telling me that I am missing both hands, and the other hand is my brain, like, since I'm freaking out post heart surgery, will they try to do a lobotomy next? I don't REALLY think that will happen, but in a worse case scenario, it seeds that fear a little, and what I fear way worse than a brain surgery, is a second heart surgery, which always feels more likely, and really not great to have to think about... and honestly does not look like the mental health connection at all. No matter which angle I look at it from, I am regularly dealing with discomfort and stress, and scared of extreme medical procedures, that are not irrational to be scared of given how I am being treated and what my body is actually going through.
My argument is not that my anger and freak outs should be considered ok, but they are a health problem, not a reason to call security. This is literally just fascism. How am I supposed to want good things for others when everyone wants such badness for me so constantly?
So today, I am sitting in the coffee shop, wondering how long it is going to take until I freak out here and am not allowed. There is literally no difference between my freaking out, and being fat. That's all it is, is an unattractive trait that I can't help about myself. And forget about just calling out fat people, there is such a thing as too thin too.
Whyyyyyyy, what is this.
Dec. 29th, 2025 08:26 amMy chest hurts a little, argh.
Dec. 26th, 2025 04:27 pmSo, I wanted to complain about one more pain thing of myself this year... ok, well two more... one is the left lung/rib pain that has been going this winter, and now on top of that, I have started dealing with an incredibly extreme lower back, like at the base of my spine pain. It has hurt especially bad on the two nights that I stayed at the hospital with my mom, and I even slept last night, swearing that I was feeling the pain as I was sleeping, it was sooooo bad. It is a little excruciating, and it awkwardly started up especially after I started to complain about my stupid hobble. It has been a little funny sometimes, I think especially I have had it this year, but I feel like it has not been just this year, I just mostly remember it this year... sometimes when I get up, I do this type of hobble walk, and if you saw it, you would assume that I am something like an 80 yr old in some pretty bad pain. It has never hurt so much though, I just do my stupid hobble and feel like I look 80 yrs old through how I walk. I was posting somewhere to someone who got something like a spinal fusion about how even though I might look like I am in pain, it is really not that bad. Well, awkwardly enough, not long after I made that post, this horrible lower back pain that I am talking about, started up, argh. Honestly, it feels very similar to the left lung/rib thing, where I think it may be caused by the cold weather. It also reminds me of the plantar fascitis episode.. I am just hoping that it is a short term thing that goes away on its' own.
These are just the complaints that I can list easily, and in general, my health on the whole felt better this year than last year, though I am certain that at least some of that is related to better treatment from fellow humans, I still feel like I am being treated horribly, and I have no idea what is wrong with everyone that my life is like what it is sometimes. It is especially the economic exclusion and lack of friends.
One absolutely amazing and terrific thing that happened this year, which I wish had just always been the case throughout the years: I was, not a single time, involuntarily hospitalized. This year, I was hospitalized 3 times, and all 3 times were voluntary, and I was treated humanely in the hospital all 3 times. It's one of those things where you want to say: "yay..." but then recognize that over the years, your human rights have been violated, and even though you are glad it is not happening, it does not mean that it did not happen, and it still feels like it needs to be addressed. Inhumane treatment of sick people is supposed to be a crime, I really cannot change my stance about that. If you forcibly knock someone out of consciousness without having a conversation with them, the lines between what you are doing...
I am tired, my back hurts. I slept most of the day, I tried to have a nice time with my mom and the hospital and I thought we did ok, but of course I am concerned about her. They still have her in the ICU, which to me feels overboard.. and I feel like they are trying to story sculpt to me, because I have been in the ICU post heart surgery, and the type of care she is receiving is closer to being in an assisted living facility, just with some stronger equipment. Most of the people working there look like they are in their 20s which heavily freaks me out. My mom feels fine and trusting of the situation, and I am just being there along side while decisions are being made, and we try to find some resolution for her to get better. She hasn't walked in days which of course scares me, and again makes me concerned more about her legs... the doctors are convinced that she is dealing with cardiac weakness which is causing her to have energy problems, but I am looking at the fact that she had 2 toes amputated earlier this year, which I am convinced she did because of the leg muscle spasms, thinking that they would heal up... but they have not, and I think she is searching for resolution to the muscle spasms. It just feels like nightmare after nightmare. She is in the same hospital where I recently did the program, and is affiliated with the hospital where I got my heart surgery.
I keep getting this feeling that life is trying to lead into some incredibly grueling and cruel series, as if I am not already there... it is like everything is horrible, and I don't know if things will get better or worse. Things have been both better and worse, so there is just no telling, but it is one of those things, where you really just want to KNOW that things are ok, are going to be ok, and instead, you are surrounded by a bunch of retards who for some reason, want you to constantly feel on guard, unsafe, and unwelcome. Other people are making my life horrible through my lack of inclusion. It is sad to try to say that popularity is supposed to have any say in how someone is doing: but why should anyone try to argue that community is not important? There is no winning for sick people, because our complaints are so heavy, and social security literally has to be a reality for us to have a good time, and currently, it is like that does not even exist.