Brainucopia: Sometimes, no.

I had a long blog post composed in my head, but now I'm on my fourth glass of wine, so writing is just not going to happen tonight. Cheers.

Filling the brainucopia lately:

Been reading my own blog from the beginning and finding it...complex.
The world is chock-full of shallow people and greatly lacking in critical-thinking skills.
Nobody to talk to. No in-person, three-dimensional friends.
Frequent ocular migraines
My weight
Coming to terms with my moronic self
It turns out I don't have Bipolar Disorder, but there's a good possibility I have residual brain damage from the medications that were prescribed for the illness I never had. I'm angry. No, I'm sad and defeated.
chronic, poorly-understood pain
Something needs to change. Everything needs to change.
A cure for what ails me. All of it.
Cop anxiety

Brainucopia