RE: Ten Facts...
November 8, 2018 at 9:31 am
(This post was last modified: November 8, 2018 at 9:32 am by Silver.)
1. I'm hard-of-hearing, have been since around the age of six. I am supposed to wear hearing aids, but as an adult they've become too expensive to afford so I attempt to get by without them.
2. I have dandruff issues with specialized shampoos do not fix. I love picking at my scalp and peeling the dry skin from it.
3. I enjoy self-cannibalizing myself by biting off and eating the skin from around my fingernails.
4. Thanks to the genes I inherited from my father, I must treat my face twice daily so as to keep the redness and acne from taking over and making me uglier than I am already. No, aging has not absolved the issue; at nearly forty, it is as bad as when I was younger.
5. I tend to lack common sense, because I sometimes do something without properly thinking options through first. Like with my scooter accident: it was brought to my attention that I should have stopped at the side of the road to look at the scooter instead of attempting to look down at it while I was riding it with my helmet which provided limited movement and visibility. I honestly had not even thought of moving to the side of the road until it was brought to my attention from my boyfriend.
6. Most times I feel as though I do not belong in this world, that I am not mentally equipped to handle the cruelty of it that I would end with a snap of my fingers if I could. I seem to be struggling whereas everyone else seems to be dealing, because I do not want to hide behind a mask in front of others just for the sake of their comfort.
7. When a coworker says something to another coworker, I overthink about what was said and somehow think it is about me; that the person is blaming me for some reason. Most times when a coworker looks at me in passing, I believe the individual is thinking bad things about me.
8. I am not as calm as I may appear, as I have been informed by others, because my mind is always roiling with thoughts to the point that most nights I have difficulty trying to get to sleep because I cannot shut off the conscientious thoughts.
9. When I become too overwhelmed, I blow up. I do not give any thought to where I am or with whom; I simply let it all out as a storm of words. I have been informed that I need a proper venting outlet.
10. I wish I had the discipline to be the writer I know that I can be.
2. I have dandruff issues with specialized shampoos do not fix. I love picking at my scalp and peeling the dry skin from it.
3. I enjoy self-cannibalizing myself by biting off and eating the skin from around my fingernails.
4. Thanks to the genes I inherited from my father, I must treat my face twice daily so as to keep the redness and acne from taking over and making me uglier than I am already. No, aging has not absolved the issue; at nearly forty, it is as bad as when I was younger.
5. I tend to lack common sense, because I sometimes do something without properly thinking options through first. Like with my scooter accident: it was brought to my attention that I should have stopped at the side of the road to look at the scooter instead of attempting to look down at it while I was riding it with my helmet which provided limited movement and visibility. I honestly had not even thought of moving to the side of the road until it was brought to my attention from my boyfriend.
6. Most times I feel as though I do not belong in this world, that I am not mentally equipped to handle the cruelty of it that I would end with a snap of my fingers if I could. I seem to be struggling whereas everyone else seems to be dealing, because I do not want to hide behind a mask in front of others just for the sake of their comfort.
7. When a coworker says something to another coworker, I overthink about what was said and somehow think it is about me; that the person is blaming me for some reason. Most times when a coworker looks at me in passing, I believe the individual is thinking bad things about me.
8. I am not as calm as I may appear, as I have been informed by others, because my mind is always roiling with thoughts to the point that most nights I have difficulty trying to get to sleep because I cannot shut off the conscientious thoughts.
9. When I become too overwhelmed, I blow up. I do not give any thought to where I am or with whom; I simply let it all out as a storm of words. I have been informed that I need a proper venting outlet.
10. I wish I had the discipline to be the writer I know that I can be.
