BronxWench

Sounds like a good start to a halloween story, or a perfect time to read up on them
 

Wow… stay safe.

You can now officially call yourself a fan fiction writer! Welcome to the dark side. 

Yay! I’m not alone! *goes back to being clueless but with less angst about it*

That hasn’t stopped me yet! 

I know I don’t have a clue what I’m doing. I present my life as evidence.  

All the time, every day, all week long, every damn day of the year… 

I am SO glad it wasn’t cancer. It’s a brutal disease. And while it’s taking the doctors some time to figure out what is really going on, we can hope there will be answers, and ways to get you back to feeling like yourself.
In the meantime, you take care of you. If the house is a mess, and someone finds that hard to deal with, they can pitch in and help. That’s what I’d do, anyway: ask what I can do to help.

Yes.

@JayDee
Was that a typo or intentional, “like” vs “lick”, I’m trying to imagine the software trying to enforce a lick limit – too much oral for you!

Sorry to hear of your family troubles Pippychick. I’m lucky in that I get on with the family that I know, but pretty much everyone else has someone they don’t get on with. And your mother’s medical problems, be good if ya do have Monday off! I’ve heard of the Whitby Goth Festival, as a fan of Dracula I wouldn’t mind visiting one time but probably not when the festival’s on.
I don’t even know that there’s 25 new posts a day to like, but did once find out that there’s also a lick limit.

So, it’s been a long while since I’ve updated, but there’s good news! It isn’t cancer. There are other, unfortunate health issues that are still ongoing. Still lots of tests and medication and doctors visits, but it will hopefully be getting better.

Still having trouble finding the motivation to write (or do anything, really, my house is a mess) but hopefully, this depression will clear up when the doctors figure out the other issues.

No worries… I’m actually quite curious myself. I’ve never run into that limit before either. I should really start liking things more too. *g*

lol I ‘like’ anything that captures my attention and interest. Yeah this little box pops up and says ‘ You are only allowed to give 25 likes per day. You cannot give any more likes today.’ I hope that shows up, I copy-pasted it

Just found out you can only give 25 likes a day lol
Just know I like all the comments here
@pippychick aww thank you Yeah I’m one those people that’s ‘seen some stuff’. But fics and slash have been my therapy for some time now
@BronxWench omg I want in on the burning and all of that! *ready with pitchfork and baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire*
@Desiderius Price sane, insane, just depends on the day

I must admit, I do tend to forget it’s there most of the time :/

Insanity is Mondays.

@pippychick  Wait, you come here to stay sane?  I come here to stay insane
 

We can always fit those toxic people into the Wicker Man. We need to have regular lightings again, like when the shoutbox was still around. Saturday’s, wasn’t it? I know Tuesday was dismemberments, and Thursday was pitchforks and torches. 

@SesshomaruFreak Sounds like you’ve been through the ringer there a bit yourself too with this kind of thing…   But there’s always fic! And slash! And now you’re here at AFF. Those things keep me sane most of the time anyway… *g*

@Desiderius Price That makes sense, too. But it does sound like this isn’t the only time the aunt has forsaken the family. Maybe there’s been a lot of other stuff going on before this? I know from experience there can be tiny day-to-day things that are inconsequential by themselves, but that can add up to show that someone just doesn’t fit in your life.

@SesshomaruFreak Not to worry. I don’t even know her, like I say, so it’s not like I’m attached to her or anything. It’s just a bit disappointing. I hope she gets out of our lives quickly, and it seems like she will, so there’s that, I suppose. *shrugs*

Yeah… I don’t think so. She was all right at first, but now she’s got some other bloke on the go. When I was in hospital the other week, it was more important for her to be painting his walls than ask what was wrong with me. In fact, she called me when they were deliberating whether to take me down into theatre to tell me how ill he was. I told her not to call me again. That’s how it is. We’ve certainly learned a whole lot over the past month.

Damn, sorry to hear that, @pippychick I’ve had my share of screwed up family politics. You do so much for someone and get squat. Give and give and give and they ‘bite the hand that feeds’, so to say....I could rant about this
Suffice it to say, I totally get where you’re coming from. Family isn’t always defined by blood. Definitely wish you luck in navigating the toxicity of the atrocious aunt. It would make more sense if her pub-flight was a one-time incident of poor judgement, but it sounds like this is more of an ongoing thing. My deepest sympathies, pippychick.