I love the idea of this, though. And I love the creativity in packaging and promoting the monthly box. It's for BrodyDog, but it's also speaking to the owner. Packaged nicely, time and attention in theme and presentation. Very cool.
BrodyDog just went "fishing". That brought a smile. Going to have to make stronger/ tougher toys for BrodyDog to give a thumbs up. Thank you for sharing these photos.
I love the idea of this, though. And I love the creativity in packaging and promoting the monthly box. It's for BrodyDog, but it's also speaking to the owner. Packaged nicely, time and attention in theme and presentation. Very cool.
BrodyDog just went "fishing". That brought a smile. Going to have to make stronger/ tougher toys for BrodyDog to give a thumbs up. Thank you for sharing these photos.
BrodyDog walk after work then I'll be watching game 4 of the Bruins vs. Carolina series. Hoping the B's close it out to advance to the Stanley Cup finals!
Got the Showcase on Sunday. Tickets have sold out. It will be fun. Friendly crowd and it will be held on hallowed ground. We are playing a club that is located within Gillette Stadium, home of the New England Patriots
I am writing this at a predetermined time as I sit laying awake at 4:14 in the ****ing morning so I don’t accidentally forget to make this update on where I have been. I’m just gonna copy and paste most of this to the board so it’s easier on me.
You may or may not have noticed that I have been missing for the past couple of weeks. I hope I didn’t make anyone worry about me too much. I’ll try to explain things as best I can
I was diagnosed with severe depression a few months ago (I forget exactly) but never really told anyone about it. I’d assume I’d be taking anti-depressants and that I’d be done with it. Turns out the world isn’t that ****ing simple. Ever since November I’ve had a bad relationship with my mother and although it’s better now at the time the stress from getting in arguments with my mom all the time began to take a severe toll on my mental health. I want to cease any worries that may have come from me not being active on here for an uncharacteristic amount of time.
Anyways, so my bad relationship with my mom kept getting worse and worse until in early May I finally snapped. I had already been diagnosed with depression by then and I was worried I would never get over it. I got in a fight with my mother and it ended with me having a bad reaction in which I had a mental breakdown and attempted to attack her in a blind frustrated anger. I was just acting like a rabid animal at that point. She locked me out of my own ****ing house and at that point I just had had it with her and broke a window in an attempt to get inside. She ended up calling 911 because I was a danger to both myself and others and the police came and took me to a hospital where I sat in a cold room for two or three ****ing hours waiting for the doctor to come and mentally assess me.
I went home that night and thought things couldn’t get any worse, needless to say of course they ducking did. The very ****ing next day my parents had made an appointment with some mental health doctor in an attempt to get me more help. The doctor ended up being a huge ****ing ******* of a person and although I didn’t do anything he made threats of taking legal action against me. I didn’t think at all about legal stuff and at that point I was just a scared child who wanted help for my mental health situation. Even though I stayed calm at the appointment he assumed I was too dangerous to be allowed into my own home so he called the police on me. I had just dealt with the police the previous day, and I was just scared and upset and very confused at what was going on. I thought I was going to go home but the police came and put me and handcuffs and took me away to a mental health hospital in order to stay there for awhile.
I hated the hospital, I just wanted to go home but I was stuck in the hospital and it was so cold and I felt so lonely there. I had to stay in the mental health hospital for two weeks (a total of eleven days). I hated it there, they didn’t even do one-on-one therapy I no-doubt needed. The food was disgusting, the showers were uncomfortable, all the other kids there were kids I thought I’d never associate with. There were kids there who were there for drug and crime related reasons and they were the only people I could actually talk to. I just yearned to go home for the two longest and most painful weeks of my life, the staff there were like robots, I didn’t feel like anyone there was trully human.
I finally got discharged from the hospital last Friday and I don’t think Ove ever been happieer in my whole ducking life. I thought things were gonna get better again, and although they have, it’s like those old Oxi-clean commercials say,
“But wait! Theress more!”
When I was discharged from the hospital I was prescribed with a bunch of medss and I’ve been taking them but Although they’ve done their job the side effects of al the pills I’m taking are very strong. Because of all the anti depressants I’m on My whole sleep patterns is messed up. I used to stay up late and sleep in all day. But the meds have made me very tired during the day and very active at night. I feel so ****ing tired but I am unable to go to sleep. At the time I’m writing this I’m laying down on my couch at 4:34am and I’m very jittery and I realize I’ve made a lot of spelling and punctuation mistakes in this long message, but at this point I don’t ****ing care I’m just happy to be posting here again. I was only discharged last Friday and I’ve already switched medications a ton of times because aside from sleeping the antidepressants have made my blood pressure go unhealthily high and my parents out very concerned.
Side note: I’m glad my relationship with my mom is getting better, at the very least, at the height of my depression I resented her as a human being, but now we’re getting along alright
So yeah, The side effects of the pills are very strong and I keep having to switch medications so I don’t ****ing die from the effects. We saw some more doctors today at the same place I was taken to the hospital by the police from, The mere presence of the establishment gave me real strong bad memories, I almost fainted from how scared I was of the actual establishment. But the doctors we talked too today were much nicer than that ****ing ******* I had to deal with the first time I went there. They actually helped me get off some of the unnecessary meds I was put on.
I think I hate hospitals now, and most kinds of doctors. My hands are beginning to hurt from typing on m y phone too much, but I still have a lot of information I want to relay to y’all.
School ends next week but I haven’t been to school in near four weeks. I want to go back before it ends to at least release the worries of anybody. I’ve managed to talk to most of my close friends about everything that’s happened, but I wasn’t able to talk to y’all because of the board closing. And I love you guys are my friends but I wasn’t able to talk in so long (although I was slightly active on the weekend playground forumm).
Anyways, with you finding out all this mellow drama going on in my life I think I will at least be at peace with telling the same story to so many people.
Besides meds, I’ve been getting acquainted at my home again. My relations with my parents are good again and I’m able to pet my cats whenever I’m too stressed.
I was also able to attend the ZZ Top concert I got tickets for on my birthday. I went with my dad, my uncle, and my best friend. The concert was so ****ing cool but it was hard to get photos because we were in the very back of the concert venue. Before the actual ZZ Top concert both Cheap Trick and Bad Company opened up the show with some “mini-concerts”. Both Cheap Trick and Bad Company did 40 minute long performances before the Texas Trio took the stage. They didn’t play Velcro Fly : (, but it was still pretty cool. Most of the songs they played were just their greatest hits. They played Waiting for the Bus, Jesus Left Chicago, La Grange, Legs, Beer Drinkers & Hell Raisers, and Gimmee All Your Loving. I didn’t enjoy the Cheap Trick performances that much but Bad Company put on a great show. My favorite part of the whole experience was when Bad Company covered Bob Dylan’s classic song Alll Along The Watchtower. The cover was a good mix between the original song and the famous Jimi Hendrix cover.
I’ll post photos down below, but like I said we sat in the back of the concert venue so it was hard to get good photos. It was hard to see the actual band when Bad Company played because the woman in front of me was standing up and she was tall so she blocked my view of the band actually performing, oh well, first world problems amiright?
Anyways, I again apologize if I made anyone worry about me. I still have a lot of medical appointments to make. The doctors today said they believe I may either be autistic or Bipolar, but they’ll have to do X-rays to be sure about that. If I end up being diagnosed with Bipolar disorder, I personally wouldn’t be surprised, I don’t think it’s a surprise to anyone here that I’m known to be easily irritable and will argue like a cornered weasel when I get angry. It sure would explain all the petty arguments I’ve started, lol.
Sorry if this long block of text was hard to read because of all my spelling and punctuation mistakes. I think this full block of text took about 45 minutes to type between 4:15 and 4:58 am. I’m ****ing tired lol.
I’ll try to post some concert photons below. It’s still about two hours until the board actually opens. Enjoy my bad quality photos of the ZZ Top concert. VVVVVVV
Me and my best friend at the concert, I censored his face for general identity protection. Yes that’s me in the photo, yes I know I look like a young Kurt Cobain, literally everyone tells me that
And there they are
Didn’t get any good photos of Frank Beard sadly, but you can see Billy Gibbons and Dusty Hill well enough
There’s Paul Rodgers of Bad Company
So sorry you've been having such a hard time recently. Sometimes it takes a while to get the medications figured out but it can be frustrating in the meantime when you're the one dealing with the side effects. I hope they get it figured out so that you can feel better.
Moderator I cannot even attempt to read you’re message due to my previous post overlaying it, could you please dm me the response so I can read it clearer, please and thank you
((((panda)))) Sending healing vibes and prayers and some hugs. You will get frustrated while trying to find the right combo of meds for you but don't give up.
Moderator I cannot even attempt to read you’re message due to my previous post overlaying it, could you please dm me the response so I can read it clearer, please and thank you
I am writing this at a predetermined time as I sit laying awake at 4:14 in the ****ing morning so I don’t accidentally forget to make this update on where I have been. I’m just gonna copy and paste most of this to the board so it’s easier on me.
You may or may not have noticed that I have been missing for the past couple of weeks. I hope I didn’t make anyone worry about me too much. I’ll try to explain things as best I can
I was diagnosed with severe depression a few months ago (I forget exactly) but never really told anyone about it. I’d assume I’d be taking anti-depressants and that I’d be done with it. Turns out the world isn’t that ****ing simple. Ever since November I’ve had a bad relationship with my mother and although it’s better now at the time the stress from getting in arguments with my mom all the time began to take a severe toll on my mental health. I want to cease any worries that may have come from me not being active on here for an uncharacteristic amount of time.
Anyways, so my bad relationship with my mom kept getting worse and worse until in early May I finally snapped. I had already been diagnosed with depression by then and I was worried I would never get over it. I got in a fight with my mother and it ended with me having a bad reaction in which I had a mental breakdown and attempted to attack her in a blind frustrated anger. I was just acting like a rabid animal at that point. She locked me out of my own ****ing house and at that point I just had had it with her and broke a window in an attempt to get inside. She ended up calling 911 because I was a danger to both myself and others and the police came and took me to a hospital where I sat in a cold room for two or three ****ing hours waiting for the doctor to come and mentally assess me.
I went home that night and thought things couldn’t get any worse, needless to say of course they ducking did. The very ****ing next day my parents had made an appointment with some mental health doctor in an attempt to get me more help. The doctor ended up being a huge ****ing ******* of a person and although I didn’t do anything he made threats of taking legal action against me. I didn’t think at all about legal stuff and at that point I was just a scared child who wanted help for my mental health situation. Even though I stayed calm at the appointment he assumed I was too dangerous to be allowed into my own home so he called the police on me. I had just dealt with the police the previous day, and I was just scared and upset and very confused at what was going on. I thought I was going to go home but the police came and put me and handcuffs and took me away to a mental health hospital in order to stay there for awhile.
I hated the hospital, I just wanted to go home but I was stuck in the hospital and it was so cold and I felt so lonely there. I had to stay in the mental health hospital for two weeks (a total of eleven days). I hated it there, they didn’t even do one-on-one therapy I no-doubt needed. The food was disgusting, the showers were uncomfortable, all the other kids there were kids I thought I’d never associate with. There were kids there who were there for drug and crime related reasons and they were the only people I could actually talk to. I just yearned to go home for the two longest and most painful weeks of my life, the staff there were like robots, I didn’t feel like anyone there was trully human.
I finally got discharged from the hospital last Friday and I don’t think Ove ever been happieer in my whole ducking life. I thought things were gonna get better again, and although they have, it’s like those old Oxi-clean commercials say,
“But wait! Theress more!”
When I was discharged from the hospital I was prescribed with a bunch of medss and I’ve been taking them but Although they’ve done their job the side effects of al the pills I’m taking are very strong. Because of all the anti depressants I’m on My whole sleep patterns is messed up. I used to stay up late and sleep in all day. But the meds have made me very tired during the day and very active at night. I feel so ****ing tired but I am unable to go to sleep. At the time I’m writing this I’m laying down on my couch at 4:34am and I’m very jittery and I realize I’ve made a lot of spelling and punctuation mistakes in this long message, but at this point I don’t ****ing care I’m just happy to be posting here again. I was only discharged last Friday and I’ve already switched medications a ton of times because aside from sleeping the antidepressants have made my blood pressure go unhealthily high and my parents out very concerned.
Side note: I’m glad my relationship with my mom is getting better, at the very least, at the height of my depression I resented her as a human being, but now we’re getting along alright
So yeah, The side effects of the pills are very strong and I keep having to switch medications so I don’t ****ing die from the effects. We saw some more doctors today at the same place I was taken to the hospital by the police from, The mere presence of the establishment gave me real strong bad memories, I almost fainted from how scared I was of the actual establishment. But the doctors we talked too today were much nicer than that ****ing ******* I had to deal with the first time I went there. They actually helped me get off some of the unnecessary meds I was put on.
I think I hate hospitals now, and most kinds of doctors. My hands are beginning to hurt from typing on m y phone too much, but I still have a lot of information I want to relay to y’all.
School ends next week but I haven’t been to school in near four weeks. I want to go back before it ends to at least release the worries of anybody. I’ve managed to talk to most of my close friends about everything that’s happened, but I wasn’t able to talk to y’all because of the board closing. And I love you guys are my friends but I wasn’t able to talk in so long (although I was slightly active on the weekend playground forumm).
Anyways, with you finding out all this mellow drama going on in my life I think I will at least be at peace with telling the same story to so many people.
Besides meds, I’ve been getting acquainted at my home again. My relations with my parents are good again and I’m able to pet my cats whenever I’m too stressed.
I was also able to attend the ZZ Top concert I got tickets for on my birthday. I went with my dad, my uncle, and my best friend. The concert was so ****ing cool but it was hard to get photos because we were in the very back of the concert venue. Before the actual ZZ Top concert both Cheap Trick and Bad Company opened up the show with some “mini-concerts”. Both Cheap Trick and Bad Company did 40 minute long performances before the Texas Trio took the stage. They didn’t play Velcro Fly : (, but it was still pretty cool. Most of the songs they played were just their greatest hits. They played Waiting for the Bus, Jesus Left Chicago, La Grange, Legs, Beer Drinkers & Hell Raisers, and Gimmee All Your Loving. I didn’t enjoy the Cheap Trick performances that much but Bad Company put on a great show. My favorite part of the whole experience was when Bad Company covered Bob Dylan’s classic song Alll Along The Watchtower. The cover was a good mix between the original song and the famous Jimi Hendrix cover.
I’ll post photos down below, but like I said we sat in the back of the concert venue so it was hard to get good photos. It was hard to see the actual band when Bad Company played because the woman in front of me was standing up and she was tall so she blocked my view of the band actually performing, oh well, first world problems amiright?
Anyways, I again apologize if I made anyone worry about me. I still have a lot of medical appointments to make. The doctors today said they believe I may either be autistic or Bipolar, but they’ll have to do X-rays to be sure about that. If I end up being diagnosed with Bipolar disorder, I personally wouldn’t be surprised, I don’t think it’s a surprise to anyone here that I’m known to be easily irritable and will argue like a cornered weasel when I get angry. It sure would explain all the petty arguments I’ve started, lol.
Sorry if this long block of text was hard to read because of all my spelling and punctuation mistakes. I think this full block of text took about 45 minutes to type between 4:15 and 4:58 am. I’m ****ing tired lol.
I’ll try to post some concert photons below. It’s still about two hours until the board actually opens. Enjoy my bad quality photos of the ZZ Top concert. VVVVVVV
View attachment 31330
Me and my best friend at the concert, I censored his face for general identity protection. Yes that’s me in the photo, yes I know I look like a young Kurt Cobain, literally everyone tells me that View attachment 31331
And there they are View attachment 31332
Didn’t get any good photos of Frank Beard sadly, but you can see Billy Gibbons and Dusty Hill well enough View attachment 31333
There’s Paul Rodgers of Bad Company
Sorry things have been so difficult. Give your meds a good chance. It takes a while sometimes. Until then, just sit back and try to remember that the energy you put out is the energy you'll get back. What kind of energy do you want back?
I am writing this at a predetermined time as I sit laying awake at 4:14 in the ****ing morning so I don’t accidentally forget to make this update on where I have been. I’m just gonna copy and paste most of this to the board so it’s easier on me.
You may or may not have noticed that I have been missing for the past couple of weeks. I hope I didn’t make anyone worry about me too much. I’ll try to explain things as best I can
I was diagnosed with severe depression a few months ago (I forget exactly) but never really told anyone about it. I’d assume I’d be taking anti-depressants and that I’d be done with it. Turns out the world isn’t that ****ing simple. Ever since November I’ve had a bad relationship with my mother and although it’s better now at the time the stress from getting in arguments with my mom all the time began to take a severe toll on my mental health. I want to cease any worries that may have come from me not being active on here for an uncharacteristic amount of time.
Anyways, so my bad relationship with my mom kept getting worse and worse until in early May I finally snapped. I had already been diagnosed with depression by then and I was worried I would never get over it. I got in a fight with my mother and it ended with me having a bad reaction in which I had a mental breakdown and attempted to attack her in a blind frustrated anger. I was just acting like a rabid animal at that point. She locked me out of my own ****ing house and at that point I just had had it with her and broke a window in an attempt to get inside. She ended up calling 911 because I was a danger to both myself and others and the police came and took me to a hospital where I sat in a cold room for two or three ****ing hours waiting for the doctor to come and mentally assess me.
I went home that night and thought things couldn’t get any worse, needless to say of course they ducking did. The very ****ing next day my parents had made an appointment with some mental health doctor in an attempt to get me more help. The doctor ended up being a huge ****ing ******* of a person and although I didn’t do anything he made threats of taking legal action against me. I didn’t think at all about legal stuff and at that point I was just a scared child who wanted help for my mental health situation. Even though I stayed calm at the appointment he assumed I was too dangerous to be allowed into my own home so he called the police on me. I had just dealt with the police the previous day, and I was just scared and upset and very confused at what was going on. I thought I was going to go home but the police came and put me and handcuffs and took me away to a mental health hospital in order to stay there for awhile.
I hated the hospital, I just wanted to go home but I was stuck in the hospital and it was so cold and I felt so lonely there. I had to stay in the mental health hospital for two weeks (a total of eleven days). I hated it there, they didn’t even do one-on-one therapy I no-doubt needed. The food was disgusting, the showers were uncomfortable, all the other kids there were kids I thought I’d never associate with. There were kids there who were there for drug and crime related reasons and they were the only people I could actually talk to. I just yearned to go home for the two longest and most painful weeks of my life, the staff there were like robots, I didn’t feel like anyone there was trully human.
I finally got discharged from the hospital last Friday and I don’t think Ove ever been happieer in my whole ducking life. I thought things were gonna get better again, and although they have, it’s like those old Oxi-clean commercials say,
“But wait! Theress more!”
When I was discharged from the hospital I was prescribed with a bunch of medss and I’ve been taking them but Although they’ve done their job the side effects of al the pills I’m taking are very strong. Because of all the anti depressants I’m on My whole sleep patterns is messed up. I used to stay up late and sleep in all day. But the meds have made me very tired during the day and very active at night. I feel so ****ing tired but I am unable to go to sleep. At the time I’m writing this I’m laying down on my couch at 4:34am and I’m very jittery and I realize I’ve made a lot of spelling and punctuation mistakes in this long message, but at this point I don’t ****ing care I’m just happy to be posting here again. I was only discharged last Friday and I’ve already switched medications a ton of times because aside from sleeping the antidepressants have made my blood pressure go unhealthily high and my parents out very concerned.
Side note: I’m glad my relationship with my mom is getting better, at the very least, at the height of my depression I resented her as a human being, but now we’re getting along alright
So yeah, The side effects of the pills are very strong and I keep having to switch medications so I don’t ****ing die from the effects. We saw some more doctors today at the same place I was taken to the hospital by the police from, The mere presence of the establishment gave me real strong bad memories, I almost fainted from how scared I was of the actual establishment. But the doctors we talked too today were much nicer than that ****ing ******* I had to deal with the first time I went there. They actually helped me get off some of the unnecessary meds I was put on.
I think I hate hospitals now, and most kinds of doctors. My hands are beginning to hurt from typing on m y phone too much, but I still have a lot of information I want to relay to y’all.
School ends next week but I haven’t been to school in near four weeks. I want to go back before it ends to at least release the worries of anybody. I’ve managed to talk to most of my close friends about everything that’s happened, but I wasn’t able to talk to y’all because of the board closing. And I love you guys are my friends but I wasn’t able to talk in so long (although I was slightly active on the weekend playground forumm).
Anyways, with you finding out all this mellow drama going on in my life I think I will at least be at peace with telling the same story to so many people.
Besides meds, I’ve been getting acquainted at my home again. My relations with my parents are good again and I’m able to pet my cats whenever I’m too stressed.
I was also able to attend the ZZ Top concert I got tickets for on my birthday. I went with my dad, my uncle, and my best friend. The concert was so ****ing cool but it was hard to get photos because we were in the very back of the concert venue. Before the actual ZZ Top concert both Cheap Trick and Bad Company opened up the show with some “mini-concerts”. Both Cheap Trick and Bad Company did 40 minute long performances before the Texas Trio took the stage. They didn’t play Velcro Fly : (, but it was still pretty cool. Most of the songs they played were just their greatest hits. They played Waiting for the Bus, Jesus Left Chicago, La Grange, Legs, Beer Drinkers & Hell Raisers, and Gimmee All Your Loving. I didn’t enjoy the Cheap Trick performances that much but Bad Company put on a great show. My favorite part of the whole experience was when Bad Company covered Bob Dylan’s classic song Alll Along The Watchtower. The cover was a good mix between the original song and the famous Jimi Hendrix cover.
I’ll post photos down below, but like I said we sat in the back of the concert venue so it was hard to get good photos. It was hard to see the actual band when Bad Company played because the woman in front of me was standing up and she was tall so she blocked my view of the band actually performing, oh well, first world problems amiright?
Anyways, I again apologize if I made anyone worry about me. I still have a lot of medical appointments to make. The doctors today said they believe I may either be autistic or Bipolar, but they’ll have to do X-rays to be sure about that. If I end up being diagnosed with Bipolar disorder, I personally wouldn’t be surprised, I don’t think it’s a surprise to anyone here that I’m known to be easily irritable and will argue like a cornered weasel when I get angry. It sure would explain all the petty arguments I’ve started, lol.
Sorry if this long block of text was hard to read because of all my spelling and punctuation mistakes. I think this full block of text took about 45 minutes to type between 4:15 and 4:58 am. I’m ****ing tired lol.
I’ll try to post some concert photons below. It’s still about two hours until the board actually opens. Enjoy my bad quality photos of the ZZ Top concert. VVVVVVV
View attachment 31330
Me and my best friend at the concert, I censored his face for general identity protection. Yes that’s me in the photo, yes I know I look like a young Kurt Cobain, literally everyone tells me that View attachment 31331
And there they are View attachment 31332
Didn’t get any good photos of Frank Beard sadly, but you can see Billy Gibbons and Dusty Hill well enough View attachment 31333
There’s Paul Rodgers of Bad Company
Summer vacation started for my son today. He didn't have to take any exams. so that made him happy. Got him an extra week off. Mod podging my puzzle. making plans for summer.
Summer vacation started for my son today. He didn't have to take any exams. so that made him happy. Got him an extra week off. Mod podging my puzzle. making plans for summer.
Thanks for asking. He is doing really well.Had good enough attendence and grades that he was excempt from his finals. Looking forward to joining the teens summer reading program at the library.Made himself a list of books he wants to read.
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