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4/22/2008

Not just a Priestess, but a High Priestess

Tonight I was initiated as a 2nd degree Wiccan High Priestess. :D I can now lead covens in ritual and practise, and intitiate others and form covens with the approval of a 3rd degree initiate of my tradition. I am part of a coven right now, not the same one I was in last year although my High Priest is still Sam Wagar. Mo is also part of my coven, which kicks ass. He and I work very well together magically. I can't speak of the actual details of the initiation, as they are private, but I can speak of generalities here. I found the energy shift very interesting, in that it was subtle as opposed to dramatic. For other witches, their initiations are big phenomenol events, but for me, both initiations felt very natural and gentle. In both cases, instead of feeling a big boom of energy making big changes, I felt like the new energies enhanced what was already there, and blended harmoniously with my energy. After each initiation, I did feel more grounded, confident and powerful, but in a very natural way. Almost in a nonchalant way, like "Oh, I'm a High Priesstess now, cool, that makes sense." I take that as a good sign.

I am also embarking upon being trained as clergy for the Congregationalist Wiccan Association (CWA). This weekend I will be going to Nanaimo to meet some of the other clergypeople, and will soon be getting started on the reading list and training. I will be High Priestess for the Vancouver-Burnaby temple with Sam, and if he moves away for school, I will take over being the main clergyperson. I will be able to perform Pagan weddings! How cool is that? In fact, I might wind up marrying my boyfriend Brian and his fiancee Jenn, and my ex-girlfriend and her partner. My life is strange and wonderful.

Blessed Be.

4/06/2008

Ooh la la, Monsieur!

I make such a pathetic girl sometimes.

I never wear a bra, so I have trouble taking them off other women occasionally. Tonight I went to a dungeon party dressed as a French maid, with stockings and a garter belt underneath. I had to be helped both into and out of my garter belt because I'm too inept to put it on myself. Allan graciously helped me get it on before the party, and Mo got me out of it afterwards. Clearly I need to practise a bit more.

On the other hand, I did get touched by two men tonight, so maybe it's just a lucky garter belt. :D I had a lot of fun at the party, dusting off dirty boys.

In other news, Mo had a man cold, and now he has strep throat. :( I've been dosing myself silly on Vitamin C and giving him the "poor little bunny" treatment all week. In a weird way, I'm enjoying his illness because for once, someone else is sick and I get to take care of them. I've been feeding him soup and tea and fussing over him all week. He's a very pleasant patient. Wait until I get a man cold. Despite my having been chronically ill for over 2 decades, I still turn into a huge baby when I get colds and flus. I'll want the "poor little bunny" treatment every 10 minutes!

Mo says that no matter what I do in the kitchen, it's sexy as hell when I'm wearing a French maid outfit. I'll have to cook him dinner in it sometime. :P

4/04/2008

Relationship LOLZ

Here is a chat I had on MSN with a pal about my relationship with Mo.

sabrina says:
Mo just took our relationship up a notch

D says:
Oh?

sabrina says:
He shared his hamentashen with me

D says:
*blank stare*

sabrina says:
LOL it's a Jewish pastry you only get once a year at Purim

D says:
I know basically nothing about Judaism.

sabrina says:
Mo loves his hamentashen - he made sure I knew that I was a very special person to be warranting a piece of hamentashen.

sabrina says:
He wouldn't give just ANYBODY a piece of hamentashen.

D says: :)

sabrina says:
Other girls get jewelry, I get pastry.

sabrina says:
he even let me scarf down half of his box of chcolate-covered matzah after i got high

sabrina says:
this is big for Mo - you remember how covetous he was of his birthday muffins

D says:
Yes.

sabrina says:
willingness to share pastries signifies a deeper commitment

3/23/2008

*Sigh*

A friend of mine, who is a care worker for two PWDs, just made this comment in her blog.

Honking to express yourself does not make me respect you (even if it's not at me), instead I think you should be on the special bus licking the window because you're obviously emotionally retarded. Stop it.


*sigh* I tried to point out (nicely) that it was not appropriate to mock people with developmental disabilities, no matter how frustrated you are at bad drivers. I hope I got my point across without causing a conflict. I find it DOES help when statements like that come from me, a Person with Disabilities. It tends to make people go "D'oh, sorry!"

Gotta stay ever vigilant.

Meanwhile, go read about how the disabled Jesus saved the world at Screw Bronze!

3/22/2008

Highly Distractable

I often wonder why I can't seem to get anything done. Then it look at my To-Do List and it has 31 items on it. That's in addition to regular shit, like eat, shower, study, work, do dishes, etc.

I think I don't get anything done because I'm trying to do too much. I always try to do it all at once too. I'm not good at doing things in sequence either. Take this blog post. I meant to start it like, an hour ago, but got distracted by several things, some of which were on the To-Do List, and some which weren't. Sometimes I get so hyperfocused on making my To-Do lists that I don't get around to doing anything on them. I actually misplaced a migraine pill just now because I briefly put it down to move something, and forgot where I put it.

Do you see why I've self-diagnosed myself as having ADD? And no, I haven't managed to get tested yet. Why not? For God's sake, I can't even organize long enough to take a migraine pill. Getting tested for ADD is MUCH bigger than that.

It could be worse. I have a friend with ADHD who once spent a whole afternoon looking for her purple bendy straw, and didn't notice that FOUR hours had passed. I ain't that bad yet.

2/28/2008

Profoundly Disgusted

http://www.nationalpost.com/opinion/story.html?id=339209

Robert Latimer, the Saskatchewan farmer who killed his disabled daughter, is to be released on day parole. The decision comes from the appeal division of the National Parole Board and is a direct reversal of the regional board's ruling of late last year. Latimer was convicted in 1993 of killing his daughter Tracy, who suffered from cerebral palsy. Although he argued that his act was a "mercy killing," he was convicted of murder and began his sentence in 2001.

One of the central reasons why Latimer's parole was originally declined in December, 2007, was because he refused to acknowledge that he did anything wrong. He killed his daughter, he argued, out of love. He was putting the girl out of her misery. Perhaps a more candid explanation was that he was putting her out of his.

Tracy Latimer was profoundly ill. But she attended school and, according to the crown presentation during her father's trial, "enjoyed outings, one of which was to the circus, where she smiled when the horses went by. She also responded to visits by her family, smiling and looking happy to see them. The pain she suffered was not unremitting, and her life had value and quality."


Right. It's not murder when the victim is disabled, even if she doesn't want to die. Us disabled people should just be put out of our misery, right? Or, as the article says, we should be put out of other people's misery, because that's what it boils down to.

Fuckers.

2/15/2008

I'm Spoiled

Today I realized that I can be such an insufferable brat.

I was whining about being forced to celebrate Valentine's Day with my three partners and friends when I realized that most people would love to celebrate VD (lol, fun acronym) with just one partner.

How terrible, being asked to celebrate my relationships with three wonderful people.

Still, I think the concept of Valentine's Day *is* silly and commercialized. But, there are worse things, I suppose.

2/04/2008

Melting Here

Last night I was feeling really low down, so I asked Mo to tell me I'm pretty to cheer me up. He blinked and said "Well, of course you are!"

Then he looked up at the sky and said "The sun is asking me if it still shines" with a baffled expression on his face.

And he says he knows very little about women. The man really knows how to deliver a compliment, eh?

1/29/2008

I'm Stupidly In Love...

...and it's making me quite useless and pathetic. I find myself attempting to do things, only to discover that I've been staring off into space, thinking about Mo for the last ten minutes. Isn't that disgusting? I'm like the overly romantic movie character you want to smack.

And yet, I'm so damned happy I can't be too mad at myself. And I can't blame myself too much for being a little overwhelmed and having my wits bedazzled. I mean, falling out of love and having a partner move out, and then having a new partner move in and falling in love with him in the space of a few months? It's bound to befuddle one's wits somewhat. It's a lot to take in in just a few short months.

I normally take more time off in between relationships, but I felt I'd waited long enough to be with Mo. I had feelings for him while I was still dating Colin, but our relationship structure didn't allow for a relationship with Mo. On top of that, Mo was there for me as a friend after the breakup, and that meant a lot to me. I decided I'd waited long enough and made my feelings known, and was happy to discover they were returned.

Things having been moving so FAST, and that's the overwhelming, scary part. The even scarier part is that I don't want them to slow down. I just pray to have the courage and strength needed to keep up. After a month or so of active dating, I'm already emotionally where I was after a year of dating scratchdaddy. That's bloody FAST! No wonder my head is spinning and I'm reeling like a top. This is the kind of love that the poets dream of...and I'm frightened to death of it. When we touch, and stare into each other's eyes, the energy is rawly honest and real, with no barriers or walls, and the intensity can be more than a little scary. We could never roleplay or do games with each other. Our connection would never allow for that, because it allows for nothing less than 100% truth and honesty. Scary shit, eh?

I was telling a friend at SinCity about how stupid and unfocused I am lately and she was envious. I'm like, "You want to be so stupid you can't work because you're sitting around being a romantic idiot?" I've never been like this before! I had no idea people were really like this outside of the movies. I had no idea love could make you so damned stupid. Gawd, it's interesting, but I hope my brain comes back soon. I miss it!

So please, forgive me if I'm dumb or spacey around you. It's the oxytocin. And if you find my brain, can you hand it back to me? I think it ran away with my heart.

1/22/2008

Woe Is Me

Life has been good, but it's piling up around me, and I can't keep up. I screwed up my meds, and my mental health is off right now, which makes it even worse. Here is a list of the things I want to bitch about today.

  • I flunked my last course, and now my progress in school has been delayed. I also discovered that I have only been approved for one certificate, not two as I had hoped. This may actually be a good thing, as I may not have the patience for two anyway. I prefer training to be a short-term thing, really.
  • I can't seem to get my apartment clean. It is REALLY messy, and I can't find anything.
  • I can't focus on much of anything these days. I get obsessive about one thing, and hyperfocus on it, and everything else falls by the wayside. That's not good.
  • I screwed up my birth control pills yet again, and am bleeding. Since I'm on them to NOT bleed, this makes me very unhappy.
  • I cancelled a playdate with a cute crossdresser last night due to depression and a migraine. I also missed seeing my guy go down on two cute guys due to depression. :( You know I'm very depressed when it gets that bad. I'm the ultimate Fag Hag.
  • Because of screwing up my meds, I've been having migraines again. Stupid stupid stupid.
  • I want to get tested for ADHD, but I can't focus long enough to make the appointment. Oh, the painful irony.
  • I'm flaking out on my friends right, left and centre because I'm so disorganized. I'm lucky they're so patient and forgiving.
  • I'm in love, but I'm not sure if I can handle it. This is more intense than anything I've ever experienced, and it blows away every last defense I have, leaving me wide open and vulnerable. On top of that, we're both psychic empaths, so we feel what the other is feeling, especially when we touch. When we're both feeling good, it's a wonderful thing, but when one of us is down, it can be hell on earth.
  • My PTSD is acting up. Falling in love tends to do that to me. I know that it's actually a good thing, because it means my brain feels safe enough to explore the dark stuff, but dammit, why can't I just enjoy it?
  • Oh yeah, he has PTSD too, for the same reasons.
Bitch bitch, whine whine. I'm going to karaoke to sing out my angst.

My battle against rheumatoid arthritis and how I came to feel sexy again

Kathleen Turner's struggle with RA

One night, when we were shooting, I was leaning against a wall, in complete agony. My male co-star took one look at me, scooped me up in his arms and carried me to my trailer. He helped me get out of my costume, dressed me, took me back to my hotel and carried me up to my room.

The pain was so awful that I couldn't sleep. Even though it was late autumn, I couldn't bear to have anything touch my feet - not even a sheet. Naturally, I got terribly cold.

But I wouldn't give in. For years, I worked when the RA was in full-blown active mode. When I starred in the play Indiscretions on Broadway in 1995, the big problem came in the second act, when I had to climb up a three-story metal staircase in very high heels.

During every performance, I'd climb to the top - and collapse in agony out of sight of the audience. Tears would be rolling down my face.

I remember seeing Turner on Leno once hobbling painfully towards the chairs and nodding in complete understanding. "Been there," I thought.

She was SOO fucking sexy in Serial Mom. Rowr. Psychotic MILFs? Yummy.

1/18/2008

Profound Realization

I realized something huge yesterday. I don't trust TABS.

I don't know how to feel about this. On the one hand, I have TAB friends and lovers. On the other hand, why would I trust a group of people who have discriminated against us and kept us from participating in society? Why trust a group of people who believe in "Better Dead than Disabled"?

I DO trust TABS who have non-physical disabilities, maybe not completey, but a lot more than able-bodied, able-brained people. My partners can breathe a sigh of relief, since they have psych and learning disabilities.

Not sure where to go with this. Should I work on it, or is it normal and even healthy to distrust TABS? Trusting our opppressors seems rather stupid and destructive.

I am not myself today. I might wake up tomorrow and laugh at this post. I've had a rough couple of days with my Anxiety Disorder and PTSD. I'm having a lifetime worth of memories of TAB abusers. I suppose I should remember that my ex-girlfriend wasn't TAB and still managed to be abusive.

I'm tired.

For Elizabeth McClung

...and all my other disabled friends who are winners. Disability Pride!

We Are the Cham[ions - Queen



And the Rock Chick version for all us queer women - Storm Large

1/17/2008

I'm Just a Burden

That's all I've ever been, and all I ever will be. I should just tell everyone to fuck off now before they decide to leave themselves the way Colin did. The way my family did. The way several friends have. Apparently, even though I'm the one who has to live with this horrible pain, I can handle it better than people who are supposed to love me. No one who loves me can handle it. I should just go live alone and stop making friends and lovers. They'll all leave once they know how bad it can get.

I'm just a fucking BURDEN. That's all I'll ever be to anybody.

On A Happier Note...I'm In Love!

Here is a post I wrote under a highly private filter in LiveJournal. However, I've decided it's time to make my news public and official. I'm falling in love with one of my best friends. :D

I'm falling in love with my roommate Mo, and for the first time ever, it feels SO *right*. I had no idea anyone could go from buddies to play partners to...this. I don't know what "this" is, but I know it's going to have a powerful impact on my life, and will leave me profoundly changed. And he loves me back!

I've never felt so high, yet so deeply grounded in love. I am awed.

Gawd, I can't stop singing heartfelt love songs. I've got it BAD. Enjoy some sappy love music.











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I have been up all night with a migraine, and I`m so stupid that I`m tutoring a student and he is asking me what`s wrong. I`m trying to call my company so they can get him an emergency tutor, but the phone system puts me to voicemail. I`m so sick and tired and just want to lie down. Fuck the world, I want a time-out.

1/16/2008

Updated New Year's Meme

I made some changes to my New Year 2008 meme in red font. Go view the updated meme here.

I also made a new resolution that I intend to keep.

**update** 5) Stop sacrificing things I shouldn't be sacrificing for the people I love. My New Year mantra: Only sacrifice when the partner's need is greater than mine, or when my needs are petty and selfish.


I spent the last three years doing that, and I'll be damned if I keep doing it. It's important to love my partner and strive to make hir happy, but I should come first. Self-love is essential.

1/15/2008

To My Ex

1/14/2008

I Have No Words

Don't watch this if you don't want to cry.

1/12/2008

Hooray, Progress!

Canadian airlines must end extra fees for disabled


Canada's airlines were ordered on Thursday to stop charging extra fares for the personal attendants of severely disabled passengers -- or for severely obese travelers who require more than one seat.

1/02/2008

My New Year's Eve Adventures

Go to SexAbility and read all about it in New Year's Kisses, Bites and Bruises.

12/27/2007

New Year's Meme - Update

1. What did you do in 2007 that you’d never done before?

Attend school full-time, become involved in a poly quad.

2. Did you keep your New Year’s Resolutions, and will you make more for next year?

I don’t usually do New Years resolutions. I will make a few for next year, and the years to come though:

1) Stop letting people take advantage of my natural compassion and understanding, and instead, call people on their bullshit. That especially includes loved ones.
2)Study more frequently and on a more daily basis, but not get to the point where I have to sacrifice everything in order to study. It makes me crazy.
3) Keep standing up for myself, and my loved ones, and people who are being treated injustly.
4) Work towards becoming a 2nd degree Wiccan High Priestess. I may not have a coven anymore, but there are people in my life who need me in the role of High Priestess/Goddess Incarnate, including me.
**update** 5) Stop sacrificing things I shouldn't be sacrificing for the people I love. My New Year mantra: Only sacrifice when the partner's need is greater than mine, or when my needs are petty and selfish.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?

Neila and Ernie!

4. Did anyone close to you die?

Percival, online friend - suicide, euthanasia. Aaron Graves, first lover - suicide. Walt Brake, my ex-boyfriend's dad - suicide. 2007 has been the Year of the Suicide.

5. What countries did you visit?

None other than Canada. :(

6. What would you like to have in 2008 that you lacked in 2007?

Nothing. I want to keep building on what I already have.

7. What dates from 2007 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?

Mabon, September 22nd - the night my life went haywire and I lost my Daddy. **update** Also the night I began to love Mo. The Goddess smacked me on the head and said, "Not that one, THAT one!"

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?

Being in school full-time and working hard at it. Learning that you should never do anything antithetical to your nature for love.

9. What was your biggest failure?

Data entry work.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?

HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

11. What was the best thing someone bought you?

My mom got me a lightbox and a freezer full of poultry for Christmas. My roommate bought me a copy of Wicked last week. I bought myself a bunch of sex toys from marmot's big blowout sale.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?

Mine! For being so strong despite everything that happened to me this fall.

Mo's - for facing down so many personal demons and working hard to make a better life for himself.

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?

You know who you are, and you know what you did. Maybe eventually you'll stop making excuses for the horrible way you treated me, and apologize. And maybe pigs will fly too.

14. Where did most of your money go?

Money?? I had money?

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?

School, having a new roommate, my new-found sexual freedom.

16. What song will always remind you of 2007?

Breakup songs. Never Again - Kelly Clarkson. Here I Go Again On My Own - Whitesnake. Show Must Go On - Queen.

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
a) happier or sadder? Much much happier.
b) thinner or fatter? Thinner! The breakup diet, combined with the dental diet this Christmas, which I call "the Bridget diet" (named for my anorexic ex-girlfriend). Oddly, though I keep getting thinner and my clothes are starting to fall off me, the scale doesn't register a huge change. Oh well, doesn't matter, I can fit into my leopard print jeans again.
c) richer or poorer? Richer, in money and vastly wealthy in friends and love.

18. What do you wish you’d done more of?

Study. Play. Have sex.

19. What do you wish you’d done less of?

Study. Cry.

20. How do you plan to spend Christmas?

I spent it being very sick passed out on a friend's couch, and visiting the Emergency room. Joy.

21. Did you fall in love in 2007?

Yes, and though unrequited love is a bitch, semi-requited love may be even more frustrating. **update** It isn't semi-requited anymore!

22. How many one night stands?

Heh heh. None for me, exactly, but I got to watch a couple of gay one-night stands, which was even better! Watching hawt boy-on-boy action beats having sex myself - yes, I know, I am strange. **update** I've had like, a dozen, of these hot boy-on-boy voyeuristic threesomes now. Life is good.

23. What was your favorite TV program?

American Idol, Scrubs.

24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?

I have a lot of repressed hatred of abusers from my past coming out, to the point of killing rage. Time to go to therapy again.

25. What was the best book you read?

I'm reading Wicked right now, and it's quite good.

26. What was your greatest musical discovery?

That I can sing hard, and loud, and angry really well. **update** Also, that I seem to have a natural talent for opera, and that singing it blasts my heart wide open.

27. What did you want and get?

Lightbox. Freedom. **update** Mo.

28. What did you want and not get?

For things to get easier with school. They still haven't.

29. What was your favorite film of this year?

I didn't watch a lot of films. SinCity was really good.

30. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?

29 and I spent it in Victoria with my sister.

31. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?

Less stress. If my computer had come on time and I didn't have to get behind in school.

32. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2007?

I dunno. Same as always, really. Eclectic, dramatic, and very Gemini. Didn't wear skirts much.

33. What kept you sane?

My friends.

34. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?

Eh. None, really.

35. What political issue stirred you the most?

I'm pretty apolitical.

36. Who do you miss?

Aaron Graves. I wish I'd known he was in so much pain before he died, although I probably couldn't have helped save him. He wouldn't accept help from anybody, sadly, and he took his life. I hope he's happier now.

37. Who was the best new person you met?

Mo, Brian, and Jenn, the poly unit. My new family.

38. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2007?

Karma's a bitch, and so am I. If karma takes too long to deliver the blow, I can always kick some ass myself.

Also: As much as I'd like to make some people suffer, I must remember that having to live with themselves will do the job far more effectively than I ever could. Yes, I am angry, and bitter, and vengeful. A lifetime of being abused by people I loved will do that to me.

2007 taught me: Take No Shit, but don't be afraid to dish it when needed.

12/26/2007

I Don't Know Why, But I Find This Hilarious...


Happy Boxing Day! I am finally somewhat functional today. I have spent Christmas being very ill, recovering from dental surgery. On the 21st, I had my two lower wisdom teeth yanked under a general anesthetic. On the 22nd, my neck and jaw swelled up so much my lower features were indistinguishable. My roomie and friend bundled me into the car and took me to the emergency room, where I was seen by an incredibly hot on-call dentist. Oh. My. God.

Now I'm on antibiotics and pain pills, and having crazy side effects from the antibiotics, like nausea, GI discomfort, and uterine cramps. Hooray. I spent most of the 24th - 26th passed out on my partner's couch-bed. Not a good Christmas.

*sigh* Now I have to dig in and finish my goddamn school stuff. Merry fucking Christmas.

12/19/2007

I Has a Roommate

And he is awesome. I will write more about him when school is over. Two more days!

 


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