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MANIC Manic Shout-Out To mySELF - RE Fleeting Glimpses

Welcome (back?) to:
Zen Rage Management
FORMERLY
Ruminative Recoil 101
WARNING: For this one, at least, you may require more than 1-2 active brain cells - and not in the “one’s lost and the other’s out looking for it!” common-SENSE - ‘n’ the likes. NO MORE WARNINGS.
Okay, deep breaths. Here comes my [slightly refined […]

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But I’m okay now. The irrational rage has passed. I find it ‘flares up’ most often in the face of frustration or of something I figure I ’should’ (yes yes, ’shouldy’ behaviour…) be able to troubleshoot and/or learn. Perceived personal failings, I guess. To quote Ignignot, “That sounds like a personal […]

SPOILER: (Bitch/Crazy) Too late with meds & tapering off a Really Shitty One™.) Can’t count the number of whore-shoes…

This is what happens when (my doves cry®princerogersnelson and umrg you’re very-too late with taking your meds while tapering off an RSO™.) I can’t count the number of whore-shoes (…or pickles!) I currently have stashed up my arse right now, but Dear PTB: know that I am full of grace for the former. Seriously. […]