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has anyone tried therapy for coping w disability? i’ve done therapy before for brain stuff and it helped a lot, my psych had BPD too, until i developed new symptoms, and i couldn’t find anyone who could deal w them and that made going actively horrible until i recovered on my own. so my main thing is i need someone who Knows What The Fuck They’re Talking About, or its worse than doing nothing at all. that said, i’m not going to find anyone who works as a therapist who also has experience in Being So Sick That It’s Impossible To Do Anything. i can search the registry for psychs that deal with illness & disability but like. i dont want to talk to someone able bodied at all about it.

pain is weird. this is probably just my weird brand of deontology but i’m often mad at myself for just. being in pain. it’s like. like if my job in this life is to minimise suffering when i can. i’m doing a bad job of just that with just my own pain. painkillers are like a physical thing that i keep on me all day how am i still bad at this? how am i still putting myself through suffering, even small shit, when that’s basically the one rule i actually try to keep myself to. like i have one responsibility and i’m still negligent.

so all painkillers w codeine require a script now and ofc, i’ve lost my script. it could have fallen out of my partner’s bag. and i’m nearly out. so i have to spend all day tearing the house up tomorrow, as well as a friend’s birthday party, both of which are things i will likely need to consume the last of my painkillers to perform. and if i don’t find them i need to book an otherwise useless appointment w my doctor and basically waste his time and my energy. which is another thing i’ll need painkillers to do. like. its so fucking frustrating. it’s low level pain, and it’s very manageable in the context of chronic illness. but if i don’t manage it, i get to be in pain. that thing human beings tend to avoid at all costs

clitcheese:

i conditioned the cat by saying ‘Oi’ whenever they’re naughty but now they think me going oi means i’m upset so they come over to comfort me. the naughty thing they were doing was walking back and forth over the laptop, so they’re comforting me by, guess what, standing on the laptop to nuzzle me. also lying on it to with their tummy out to show me they’re comfortable with me. what a sweet little dickhead

ok google how to pavlov a cat into being less dumb