This post comes after this post, concerning my cool new friends Mocha and August. I met them through a sticker with a furry on it in a parking lot, and the butterfly effect led me to these two partners who travel together a lot, and, like me, they're mature and wise. We found we get along really well, and as the two started inviting me to various meetups, I came every single time. With their encouragement, I tested the limits of my bubble, and went outside my comfort zone, and found it's not so bad, especially with friends like them. I genuinely felt like I could tell them anything, and I've even let August drive our car! That's an awesome level of trust to have, especially in new friends. And because of them, I learned a lot, some about our physical health, some about my bias toward negativity, some about travel, and some about the way I cultivate relationships. So, after the life-changing road trip in the previous post, I had a few more visits with them. Specifically, we hung out aro

Today's post is going to be a lot more sentimental and abstract. I want to share with you some experiences that really affected me in a positive way, and maybe they'll do the same for you. I already know I've had a strong impact on a lot of people in my life, but this time, I was the one impacted. The theme I want you to keep in mind is "reaching out", or "expanding your world" so to speak. It all started on August 1st, earlier this year... The sticker I was out shopping, specifically for a new chair, on the belief I held that our current chair in our computer room was causing some of our arm issues (turns out I was wrong). Well, in the parking lot of the Office Depot, there was this light pole, with a bunch of stickers on it. Most were pretty uninteresting - little logos, a meme cat picture, various expressions, a gun sticker, and so on. But one stood out: a sticker with a cute furry design on it, and a QR code. I was so fascinated, I followed the QR code later that day... Sure enough

It's our birthday! We just turned 25 years old. That brings with it some impetus to stop and reflect, and I wanted to share said reflections here, to anyone willing to listen to me ramble. This year has for sure been one of the hardest we've ever had to face. Harder than dropping out of high school, harder than hunting for a treatment for my mysterious pain after that, harder than any online relationship I've entered or exited, good or bad, and harder than slaving over a coding project for years and years. I (now we) have had to deal with an awful lot in the last 365 days. At about this time last year, I was comfortably chilling in my personal discord server, enjoying my time with games and such, although crucially I must point out that my wrists had already been failing for quite some time by then, and I would rather cover up the problem with wrist braces. The biggest worry I had to deal with was little online drama things, like inviting someone back there who'd wronged me and mana

I know what you are thinking, hear me out. Neither of us has made a post like this before but this is too perfect, I just had to share it with the world. So I just rewatched a movie from my childhood (before Eir existed) called Short Circuit. It is an old movie about a military robot created for war being struck by lightning and being brought to life. He meets a nice lady named Stephanie who is dealing with an abusive ex and trying to take care of dozens of animals, and she watches him take in the culture around him and start acting as a real life form, while they both try to evade the military trying to get him back. It is a fun and silly movie, especially if you are the type of nostalgic nerd who enjoys movies like The Truman Show, Groundhog Day, and The Terminator, and movies created around that time. So, during the first half of the movie, we see Number Five take in the world around him. He at first only knows how to say "malfunction, need input" but expands his vocabulary by rapid

Hi all, it's Eir. I've been wanting to write a "normal weblog post" for quite some time, feeling guilty or embarrassed by how many posts on this weblog are just health updates. But I could never come up with a solid topic to write about. I've had this idea floating around that we could write about games again - I have a few thoughts to share on some games, but I also had in mind that Sunny could be the one writing that post. But I'm not sure if Sunny even wants to do that. I might have put that expectation on them by mistake.I think gaming related posts are indeed in the near future, but for now, I want to write a normal weblog post for once. I'm gonna be reflecting on... just how we've been doing, and what our life is like now vs earlier this year, aside from these health things. How this year started My wrists got bad enough to close my Figura commissions last year in October, and that was still in effect. I was relying on my wrist braces heavily, but my main focus was on getting st

Hi all. This post has taken a while to get started, because the sheer size of what I have to type is going to be a huge burden on our shoulders and arms as they are now. So... a while back, I heard we might have EDS from our wrist doctor. At the time, I have to admit I didn't know much about it and didn't do much research on it. Our friend told us a surface-level description of EDS: It's a hypermobility disorder affecting the skin and joints, it might make one able to move their body past its natural limits, and it's generally understood as the "stretchy skin disorder".I didn't think a lot of it applied to us, but some of it certainly did. Things like joint popping and snapping, chronic pain (to some degree), and I later found out EDS can cause very smooth skin, which ironically means us being so pretty is because of this disorder. On the 9th of this month, we were having a usual affair of a day, then Sunny, out of curiosity, decided to research EDS some more, maybe figure out what typ

Hey again, friends. This isn't the super giant health-related post I promised, that'll have to wait - I think this one is more important and personal for now. Today, we tried to go to a certain pain management clinic. We've been there before, it's the guy who acted smug about tai chi. We don't like him, clearly, but I went solely because I wanted to test if getting more of those "trigger point injections" would help our pain somewhat. The first time, it had helped the same day, because the lidocaine numbed all the pain in the shoulders and neck. It had felt amazing, but it only lasted for about 6 hours. He had said the first time around that we'll have to come back about every 2 months for more trigger point injections, to keep ourselves functional with our fibro. We may not trust or like him, but I wondered if he perhaps said this for a reason? Anyway, that's why I had tried to come here today. I entered the lobby and started signing in on the clipboard. While I was writing, the recep

Hi, different kind of post than usual! I've been wanting to make this post for a while now. This isn't much new stuff, but more like, a reflection in a way? On how much we've learned about ourselves so far. So, in case you missed it, I'm part of a plural system now: I, Eir, am not the original - I was created somehow, in roughly late 2016. Sunny is the original! She is the soul that inhabited the body since it was born, until late 2016.I met Sunny a few months ago. Initially, we didn't know who she was, but she quickly regained form and composure and we learned what happened to us. Now, what did I want to reflect on in this deeply personal weblog post? A few things... Plurality saved our lives What do I mean by this? We would have surely died if not for plurality. We've been discussing the nature of our DID with a very dear friend who knows a lot about autistic people with bad upbringings. We believe we are a traumagenic system caused by our emotionally abusive upbringing and many he

Hello, all. It is sunny. I just had the last surgery in this series of wrist and elbow related surgeries. The surgery went okay and I surprisingly can still bend my left elbow a little bit. They did not even give me a sling. I suppose this means it is pretty safe. Also, I still have anesthesia in my system. It is hard to write this post. But that is not why I am making this post. I want to tell you about something else that happened today. Eir uses me for pain management. This means I was switched in whenever the surgery started. And also after I woke up I was still in control of the body. The recovery period immediately after waking up led to a series of events culminating in a verbal fight and pure anger. The nurse's name is Penny. I met her when I woke up. She was trying to help me recover and in doing so, calmly and kindly helped me get some water, get my clothes on and get dressed. I had to wait for a while especially because neither my brother or my mother had arrived yet. They

Hello, Sunny here. I've been wanting to write a review of this wonderful show for quite some time. I already gushed out my thoughts to some friends, but allow me to reiterate: I love this show. So much. Whenever I first showed up, Eir opted to put on a show so we had something to pass the days by while we were non-functional. She picked OK K.O.: Let's be Heroes. She had watched the first few episodes a few years ago, but got turned away because the way KO acted in the first few episodes felt "too childlike", and made her feel like she was watching a "kids' show". That being said, her mind quickly changed when we started watching it again a few months ago. The show's wonderful vibes quickly became apparent. It is not just a kids' show. It is self-aware, funny, and has humor even adults can enjoy. It's spontaneous and fun. Eir was initially turned away by episode 3, where KO decides to "help" people around the plaza, and the episode is centered around his blissful ignorance as he fails t