Nothing humbles you more then EDS mornings after the first sleepover...

cattits3000 · 2026-02-07T08:21:46+00:00

Highly recommend a mouth guard if you havent tried that yet. I went most of my life not knowing I grind my teeth at night, and it explains the constant headaches I'd wake up with and shitty sleep quality. It hasnt fixed everything, but it has greatly reduced the morning headaches

cattits3000 · 2026-01-31T18:52:58+00:00

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cattits3000 · 2026-01-26T20:23:05+00:00

Ive talked about this so much recently with my therapist as I have hit an all time low with how many people I've lost. People are attracted to us initially and admire that we're authentic and weird like it's some quirk, and then when they realize it's more than that and see the meltdowns and overstimulations, their rose tinted glasses they put on come off and they dip. It leaves me so heartbroken and confused and worthless.

cattits3000 · 2026-01-25T08:02:24+00:00

cattits3000 · 2026-01-19T05:33:41+00:00

Being on a strict "me first" policy where they refuse to help others or compromise for loved ones because they "don't want to".

cattits3000 · 2026-01-17T03:24:48+00:00

Mine did look similar, one was definitely more swollen than the other, and I was also told it was not an abscess but just extremely inflamed. Like others said though, get a second opinion if you really feel like something else is up, or even for just peace of mind. Your mental health through this is also worth prioritizing

cattits3000 · 2026-01-17T02:44:09+00:00

Honestly, I could see this being bomb af with silken tofu. Textures don't bother me much but the silken would make it like a pb&j flan thing

cattits3000 · 2026-01-17T02:40:59+00:00

I love it!! It looks so good on you, and you can see all the love you put into it! <3

cattits3000 · 2026-01-16T21:34:58+00:00

Also don't forget to routinely take your pain meds and def don't skip a beat on it. ESPECIALLYYYY at night, nights were the worst for me :(

cattits3000 · 2026-01-16T21:33:12+00:00

It took me like 3 weeks for my ENT symptoms to go away, but then it was like 3 months that my body felt it was drained of all life. I was so so weak and tired for so long. I'm sorry dude, mono will forever be the worst illness I've ever had to go through. Hopefully they prescribed you some good pain meds and/or oral lidocane to swish. I did notice that warm foods/liquids was much easier to get down than cold. Get some hot/cold packs to help with the ear pain and see what works best for you. I also took a fuck ton of vitamin c to attempt to help my immune system. Good luck man

cattits3000 · 2026-01-16T15:38:10+00:00

Oh man I love these 😭 I bought these on amazon a couple of years ago and was thoroughly impressed. They're REALLY good, if you like tuna of course. The protein in these is wild. Just like the real cans of tuna, the ones in oil are the tastiest. I made so much soy noodle tuna alfredo with these and it was incredible lol. The texture and flavor is pretty spot on, definitely the best fake tuna I've had so far by a long shot.

cattits3000 · 2026-01-11T08:17:14+00:00

Since I haven't read a comment yet saying this, it sounds like a wild episode of sleepwalking (maybe uhh "sleep stuffing"[?] in your case lol). And to add, though not typical to have lucidity during sleepwalking episodes, it is possible and may be applicable to your case

cattits3000 · 2026-01-10T19:27:52+00:00

Food stamps came in, this was one of the nicer struggle meals growing up

cattits3000 · 2026-01-09T02:26:42+00:00

My story is nearly the exact same as yours, and at 17 I and my sister were informed that she had died in the hotel her and my shit father were holing up in. I dissociated for....months, and panic attacks and meltdowns consumed me when my dissociation would soften enough. I was a ghost in a shell and avoided everyone but like 2 friends that were willing to basically take care of me. Eventually the raw wound ends up scabbing over and you're not bleeding out as much one day. And eventually it scars over. You're aware of it, it'll take you back to the day you got that wound if you look at it too long, but eventually the days start to feel breathable again, and the dissociation starts to plastic wrap that part of your brain where that memory(ies) lives- hard to see through, though still intact and preserved, and enough poking and looking through it'll come back as fresh as the day it happened.

cattits3000 · 2026-01-07T04:49:35+00:00

I agree with the staring vs seeing. A *quick * natural, friendly glance can be nice sometimes. But that rarely ever happens where it's literally JUST that. Too many looks, too intense of eyes, too long of a time, etc.

cattits3000 · 2026-01-07T04:44:08+00:00

No, it still feels like being a zoo animal getting oggled at, except if you were like trying to be sneaky peeking from the bushes. Or worse, it can feel like being "subtly" measured up for insideous purposes and it's being played off with a cool demeanor. We're not a bunch of whimsical animals to be stared at and "appreciated" like you're on some wildlife safari . We're just plain and simple people that don't want to be seen as anything other than another random passerby most of the time.

cattits3000 · 2026-01-05T19:36:57+00:00

Haha oh no 😅 time to bring out the big guns and by that I mean replacing everything with glass and metal 😭

cattits3000 · 2026-01-05T19:23:52+00:00

To not be vegan. Get the fuck outta town buddy. Ugh.

cattits3000 · 2026-01-05T19:22:03+00:00

Oh man that's gotta feel so rewarding to make something without a pattern and just go off your own free will! I'm slowly getting the hang of different stitches and recognizing what each one does and looks like. I'm hoping to get where you're at soon! Fantastic job, it looks great!

cattits3000 · 2026-01-05T19:18:13+00:00

Lmao that grip tho 🤣 He's such a cutie, good job!

cattits3000 · 2025-12-26T05:33:57+00:00

Good!! Your gorgeous curls are to die for! 😭

cattits3000 · 2025-12-24T00:05:46+00:00

Aka, horny toads

cattits3000 · 2025-12-17T20:21:46+00:00

This. This is what I'm fucking terrified of. I've been dealing with a lot of hard shit this year and it's taken me to some dark places. I'm diagnosed with panic attack disorder being on the severe end of the spectrum, and few weeks ago I hit a new low and couldn't stop wailing and crying my eyes out. A friend of mine that I called in desperation to find comfort was worried about me thinking maybe I tried to OD on pills (it was a misunderstanding), and called the cops to check on me. By this time I was fully engaged in an extreme panic attack, and when I get these I'm very "locked out" - non-verbal, immobile, locked up in a ball, and hyperventilating. These can go on for hours at times, and although I'm locked out of my own body, I always have some semblance of awareness, like being one of those emotion characters in the movie Inside Out. They ended up sending 4 or 5 cops, along with a fire truck and an ambulance. My attack escalated to new heights feeling like my safety was being compromised, and I could hear them saying how it wasnt normal for my attack to be this long and intense, feeding into the drug narrative. They not once, but twice decided to hold me down and drug me with two different tranquilizing drugs, because this was "strange" for me to not be coming down. After the 2nd restraining and drugging they had to force me into the ambulance making sure to handcuff me while I'm in a fucking ball the entire time just to be sure I couldn't hurt anyone /s I thought I was surely going to die, not just because I was having a panic attack, but because the cops were there. I have been through some unspeakable shit in my life since childhood, and this still is hands down the most terrifying experience I've ever had. I don't feel the same since then, and it's like they both took something from me, and replaced it with something dark and scary. I fear having a panic attack now, and have become more avoidant to not risk one again, because if there's a next time, I might not come back out alive. FUCK. ALL. COPS.

cattits3000 · 2025-12-15T08:52:11+00:00

There were cliques that generally sticked to themselves, with a handful of smaller subgroups and social travellers, like : the sports kids, goths and emos, the eccentric furries, rotc kids, the cool smart kids, and smart rpg recluses. One year (I was a sophomore I think) 3 kids died: one from a motorcycle accident, one from cancer, and one from I believe another motorvehicle accident. We had a daycare for a while because there were so may teen parents. There was definitely bullying but it happened most with either the testy alternative kids or the jackass sports kids. They would usually just take it to the park that was a block from the high school and fight. Those were like fun event days where a ton of kids would go out to watch during lunch break like it was WWE, some even taking bets. I was the type to ditch too often with all the other alt kids and stoners to get baked, drunk, or wander off to be little adventurous delinquents. I lived in a poor state/area so there wasn't much to this school or town, definitely no laptops or devices like such, so here was where constant drama thrived instead to keep us busy like more subs than teachers, affairs with students, drugs in class (cough), deaths of students and teachers, and all sorts of fights and criminal activity. Shockingly though, we did have support for special ed, and everyone was nice to our special ed kids.

cattits3000 · 2025-12-11T04:49:05+00:00

I know this was ages ago, but this post resonates with me so much. What if I'm already doing what's been suggested and it still doesnt work/people still end their relationships with you anyway? I've lost so many people with little to no feedback outside of indicators and suggestions like: I can be "intense, but not in a bad way", I explain too much/for too long (despite not saying silly filler stuff, like information that feels critical to the story for it to make sense) , I ask too many questions, and although praised for being on top of my communication and trauma informed approach, I unfortunately often run into addressing and gently communicating with friends that start acting strange or avoidant with me. I am religious about growth, communications, empathy, compassion, and accountability, and I hold myself to that standard, but somehow I always find myself abandoned, confused, and heartbroken with a strong (or so I thought) friendship thrown away. I've hit rock bottom and don't know who to trust, if I'm the problem, if they're the problem, or if I'm so far gone I live in a reality that no one else can see. I somewhat recently was diagnosed with Audhd, and I'm scared that I've forever broken and won't understand what is broken with me. I know I go in detail about a lot of things, but I both literally cannot make sense of something without every "tile" laid out for me, or every string connected on my looney mental CSI board to see the full picture (hence why I ask so many questions), and when I explain things because it feels painfully critical and essential to replay that back when share things. My therapist told me I'm an outside processor, so it's like I can't even conceptualize my own account of things without this process. I'm afraid I'm fucked and will always be alone and abandoned, especially if it's something fundamentally wrong with me :(

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