Drifting on the echoes of the hours.

I'm Alexandra. I'm 27, disabled, queer, and I live in the Canadian Prairies.

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fuckyeahbostonterriers:

Hitch needs a nap…

fuckyeahbostonterriers:

Hitch needs a nap…

fuckyeahbostonterriers:

Happy 2nd Birthday, Marlo!

fuckyeahbostonterriers:

Happy 2nd Birthday, Marlo!

fuckyeahbostonterriers:

“i’m a good girl, mom” - marlo

Puppy. :3

fuckyeahbostonterriers:

“i’m a good girl, mom” - marlo

Puppy. :3

chronicillnesscat:

[Image: 6-piece blue colored background with a Siamese cat.Text reads: “need epsom salt soak for chronic pain / in too much pain to clean bathtub”]

chronicillnesscat:

[Image: 6-piece blue colored background with a Siamese cat.Text reads: “need epsom salt soak for chronic pain / in too much pain to clean bathtub”]

chronicillnesscat:

[Image: 6-piece blue colored background with a Siamese cat.Text reads:  Mental illnesses interfere with academic performance - “You have to take personal responsibility”]
Having to deal with depression and anxiety is hard enough. I don’t need people telling me I need to “man up”, or that I need to try harder, or that I’m just trying to “cop out” of personal responsibility.

chronicillnesscat:

[Image: 6-piece blue colored background with a Siamese cat.Text reads:  Mental illnesses interfere with academic performance - “You have to take personal responsibility”]

Having to deal with depression and anxiety is hard enough. I don’t need people telling me I need to “man up”, or that I need to try harder, or that I’m just trying to “cop out” of personal responsibility.

(via catchingspace)

chronicillnesscat:

[Image: 6-piece blue colored background with a Siamese cat.Text reads: “So, what do you do?” Please god anything but this question]
I know people are just trying to get to know you, which is why it’s so hard to dodge this extremely simple conversation starter. But being asked “Where do you work?” or “Where do you go to school?” when you can’t do either leaves you kind of stumbling for an answer, especially if your illness(es) are completely invisible. It’s so hard to explain and really kind of a mood killer, plus who wants to share their health information with a stranger, even a friendly one? Of course, that could just be the “oh my god they’re judging me” anxiety acting up every time I hear it…

chronicillnesscat:

[Image: 6-piece blue colored background with a Siamese cat.Text reads: “So, what do you do?” Please god anything but this question]

I know people are just trying to get to know you, which is why it’s so hard to dodge this extremely simple conversation starter. But being asked “Where do you work?” or “Where do you go to school?” when you can’t do either leaves you kind of stumbling for an answer, especially if your illness(es) are completely invisible. It’s so hard to explain and really kind of a mood killer, plus who wants to share their health information with a stranger, even a friendly one? Of course, that could just be the “oh my god they’re judging me” anxiety acting up every time I hear it…

queering:

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from bill sussman
chronicillnesscat:

 [Image: 6-piece blue colored background with a Siamese cat with blue eyes. Text reads: “Need coffee to function – Coffee causes anxiety attack”]
Which, of course, prevents me functioning.

My life.

chronicillnesscat:


[Image: 6-piece blue colored background with a Siamese cat with blue eyes. Text reads: “Need coffee to function – Coffee causes anxiety attack”]

Which, of course, prevents me functioning.

My life.