landsharkkidd

I hated experiencing that when my ex-stepdad used to live with us. It always gives me such uncomfortable feelings and so jarring too.

Glad he’s not here any more, though not saying that I myself am perfect, but doing my best to unlearn a lot of it that’s just imbued in our culture. So I sympathise with you a lot.

I’m happy to work from home today (boss didn’t see the point in coming into work today if tomorrow will be a day off, so still working, just don’t have to put on a bra which is great). But man… being distracted because I want to do other things.

I don’t know how I would’ve gone if I did this during the lockdowns.

Volunteering helps. I’ve made so many friends from working at PAX (a gaming convention), and what’s great is that PAX is also an American show, so I’ve made not only Australian friends but Americans too!

Oh man with the announcement of this new Beatles song, I will be insufferable!

Yeah stomps and heavy footsteps aren’t necessarily a trigger so to speak but I do get, weird feelings.

Oh totally! Definitely not saying that only those with PTSD have this ability. I mean I could pick up the way my mum, dad and sister walks before I suffered abuse. It’s just, as you stated, heightened the original ability.

One thing that is a blessing and/or curse of having PTSD due to abuse is that after some time I can tell who is walking due to the sound of their steps. But now I can tell the sound of my boss’ car engine.

😭😭😭 What the fuck brain!

Like I think my bedroom only has one power outlet but that’s because they never give non-main bedrooms more than one power outlet. But yeah I’m mostly using my computer in my room. But yeah it felt very accusatory and ugh. Glad to know it wasn’t actually me though.

I feel very vindicated.

Power goes out about almost an hour ago, except for some lights and stuff, very weird. So we’re going through the motions of flicking the power switch at the side of the house and everything, and afterwards Mum tells us we need to turn everything off at the power point, and so everything is slowly working but my stuff. Mum comes in and sees my cords and then starts to say that the reason why everything went out might be because of me. I get annoyed and defensive because she instantly tells me that it could be my fault, and she then gets snarky and annoyed when I tell her that it can’t just be me and she says she’s not accusing me. Even though she never said this to my sister and only said this after she saw my stuff and went “Jesus Christ!”.

Anyways everything starts turning on again, awesome great, lights are working. Mum goes back to bed and turns on one of the power points in her room and guess what happens… everything goes out again. We find the culprit and its one of mum’s sockets/power points that is causing the issue. So fuck me right?

Elastoplast has one called pre-taping wrap. It’s okay? I don’t mind it.