Super Mario World
We and us-- "let's go do blah, we ought to blah"
I got a pink camo tape measure on the theory that 1. It's on sale and 2. I'll never lose it.
I've had that sucker for 5 years and never lost it. The only less losable tape measure I own is shaped like a large rubber duck.
Also non-stoner, so take this with a grain of salt: There's edibles like magic brownies and gummies. There's also extracts like dabs, oil, and hash.
Give Hey Japan a look. I'm a noob, but it seems friendly.
No, because I no longer have a prescriber. They decided to not refill my antidepressants without telling me, then I had to scramble to get a refill through my primary care doctor (or go cold turkey off of my meds, which is a Bad Plan with my specific antidepressant).
So, what I have is what I have until I find a new brain doctor, which isn't happening any time soon because ADHD.
Also something something don't share prescription medication.
Thanks and I'm glad you're on a similar journey. Well, not glad you had to start the journey, but glad you're progressing on it.
I have grief for the mother I didn't have, but it's ok.
Yeah. I started therapy for "anger management" (I got so frustrated at unmet needs that I bent a fork in half at a restaurant, which caused my still-boyfriend to urge me into therapy).
Two months in, my mom visited and was flagrantly awful in ways I couldn't emotionally repress. That helped my therapist zero in on the real issue and forced me to recognize it as well.
My pocketbook is poorer but my non-relationship with my mom is much healthier. Oh! And I now am much better able to recognize my unmet needs and meet them before I bend a fork.
I've started only taking my meds one day a week on the weekend. Partner and I both want a cleaner house but I am mess blind when not medicated.
Work, work is varied enough to keep my attention. I don't need my meds for work, just for home. One day a week seems to be enough to make progress towards a more functional home.
My mom: you don't need therapy; all a therapist will do is tell you everything is your mom's fault
(Spoiler: I did and they did and it was)
Yes, I blame my dog for being a messy eater who is resistant to my efforts to get him to use a place mat. He keeps grabbing a mouthful of food, walking over to the carpet, dropping the food, then eating off the carpet.
Happily, our carpets are washable. I just don't wash them every time I feed the dog.
Lick it.