I have insomnia and OCD. One of my legs is slightly shorter than the other, and they're both too short entirely. I could really use a haircut.
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I have insomnia and OCD. One of my legs is slightly shorter than the other, and they're both too short entirely. I could really use a haircut.
What's your problem?
I have a bad knee and very flat feet. I'm also incredibly nearsighted and kind of a klutz.
La grippe! La grippe! La post nasal drip! With the wheezes and the sneezes and the sinus that's really a pip!
I have a gum boil, the result of a failed root canal, that I know I should get operated on, but I keep delaying arranging the surgery. So.... apparently I have a gum boil, and procrastination issues.
I'm 40-some-odd pounds overweight, flat-footed, and massively near-sighted (~20/800). I also have ridiculously delicate skin that starts to fall apart if I shave more than twice a week. As a result, I'm nearly always bestubbled, not as a fashion statement, but out of simple necessity.
And I'm short.
Mangled left leg, nerve damage, walks with a cane.
My knee and hip hurt, I also have flat feet, and I'm itchy. Oh, and I'm farsighted and haven't been arsed to visit the optometrist, even though my insurance covers it.
Hey, that brings up a question. How did that injury happen, if you don't mind me asking? I saw the pics, it was some pretty good trauma.Quote:
Originally posted by runner pat
Bad knee, bad hip, really bad eyes. Oh, and I pun, a lot.
Oh, forgot what was wrong with me.
I am a comma whore. There, I said it.
IIRC he was hit while on his bicycle. Ah, here's a post about it.Quote:
Originally posted by fisheroo
I'm nearsighted. I procrastinate. I have a history of Clinical Depression and an Anxiety Disorder, but that seems pretty well done with for a while now. I'm very overweight. The rest of what's wrong with me ("asthma", achy joints, etc.) is all just really a subset of overweight.
Skiing on one leg.
I came down with strep throat just before Christmas, immediately followed by a sinus infection. That kept me in bed over the holidays. due to the lack of exercise, my sacroiliac started acting up, which led to more bed rest and meds. As that was clearing up, on morining I was woken by intense pain in my quads on my right leg -- my back went out, pinching my right leg's saphenous nerves. The pain was excrutiating -- I've broken bones and pulled muscles before, but this was a whole new level of ouch. More meds and bed rest (about a month and a half spent in a fetal positon). Eventually I tried dangling upside down, which when combined with the anti-inflamitories and realtive immobility, helped tremendously. During this time, my quads atrophied. I've been able to walk for a couple of weeks, but my leg is not strong enough to hold my weight on its own, thus I am left skiing on my good leg, using my bad leg as an outrigger. It's wonderful to be outside in the sun again, feeling the wind on my face while I flow down the hill. Building up my quads again will take time, so I doubt if I'll be doing any hard skiing in the remainder of this season, but hey, even being limited to single blacks is one heck of a lot better than nothing. I'm pissed off that I have a bum leg, but at the same time, I'm very, very thankful that I'm recovering, rather than being hampered with permanent damage.
Glad to see you here, Muffin. Sorry to hear of your travails.
I was incredibly nearsighted, but a little LASIK took care of that. I am still quite colorblind - red and green both look like brown to me. Did you know that red/green colorblindness is the most common? WTF (who, not why) decided that red and green should be our traffic signals?
Really, that's my only issue. Well, that and the whole dieing thing. From what the doctors say, I've only got about 70 years to live - max.
I have paid money to see Molly Hatchet.
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Originally posted by Cluricaun
Honey, some skeletons need to stay in the closet.
Dodgy knee, hip and some facial trauma from a long ago car accident that just keeps on giving. Either I'm farsighted or my arms have shortened over the past few years. I'm losing some lazyass weight and tightening things up at the moment, which is going well overall. My feet have begun to grow really big obnoxious and borderline painful calluses that no Ped-Egg can begin to quell. My teeth are a mess. I'm actually in great shape for being a 50 year old broad and I'm generally in pretty robust health. I hope to stay that way!
It's OK. I paid money to see Jesus Jones.
Also, I am incredibly nearsighted (my contacts are like coke bottles) and I think I have OCD but I am not sure. Part of that is that I can't have any "pokers" on my fingers (cuticles and little skin thingy stick outs) so I bite the shit out of my fingers (but not the nails).
And I am addicted to ()s.
Why are you guys saying flat feet is a problem? Am I supposed to be self conscious about mine?
OCD is as much about certain problems with thinking (intrusive thoughts, racing thoughts, for example) as it is the behaviors we tend to associate with it. If your head doesn't feel crazy inside, you probably don't have it, just some tendencies.Quote:
Originally posted by ShelliBean
Yeah - I don't think I'm really OCD just have tendencies. I'm one of those people that likes to have all the silverware in a certain order in the drawer (a specific pattern) and I don't throw anything away that isn't folded "just so" and I like to have everything at right angles. But I've never had a breakdown over it - I just fix it to the right way! The finger thing is the only thing I've ever gone really overboard about. I will make my fingers bleed to make sure I don't have any extra skin that is not where it needs to be. Yeah, I know that doesn't sound right but I can't explain it.
I'm short and really skinny (less than 8st, which is very thin for a guy), and I suffer from mild to moderate (depending on weather and other things) eczema.
I'm grouchy (I use the "hormones" excuse far too often).
I have aches every morning and I need Tylenol PM to sleep more than 3 hours.
I'm not as good looking as I think I am.
Mine cause my feet to hurt after a while, and actually are so flat that if I'm not careful, I can develop ankle problems: my feet roll inward and unduly stretch my outer ankle ligaments.Quote:
Originally posted by ShelliBean
If they don't bother you, don't bother them. Some people find that the arch is so flattened that it gives them fatigue or pain to stand or walk - either in their feet or in their back.Quote:
Originally posted by ShelliBean
The arch is there in most people's feet because an arch, as we all remember from Architecture 101, supports and distributes large weight loads better than a wall. It's exactly like those Roman arches used to hold up all that water in the aqueducts - stronger than a wall of the same length, more flexible (in terms of resisting winds) than a wall and uses far, far less material than a comparably sized wall. All those same qualities help keep your feet light and limber while supporting your body weight. The arch also moves the weight away from the back of the foot to the toe so we can walk smoothly without lurching.
Chances are good that most people with "flat feet" still have some arch, just not as much as other people do. Babies, incidentally, all have "flat feet", because they've got a pad of fat on the bottom of their foot that hides the arch and because the arch doesn't get strong until you actually start walking on the foot. That's one reason why babies walk like drunken midgets. (The other being neural immaturity.)
Flat feet used to be a popular thing for doctors to worry about. Most of the people who know they have them and report them as "something wrong with me" are going to be over 40, I'm guessing. Nowadays doctors recognize a much wider range of variation as perfectly normal, and only those patients who report pain or excessive fatigue or present with really, really flat feet will ever find out it could be a problem.
Interesting. They never bother me, so I won't bother them!
Funny - when I last left Anatomy on Wednesday (no class Fri) our next lecture was going to be on the muscles of the foot and we were going over the basic physics behind the movement.
I'm rethinking my little crush on you...Quote:
Originally posted by Cluricaun
Nah, s'okay, you're still cute and funny.
Um... I drink too much, I smoke too much, I swear too much, I spend too much, I fuck too much, and I say too much.
I'm a little much, really.
I've got a wicked nagging cold, about 20-30 more pounds to lose by spring to get into top running shape, and a feeling that sometimes I'm not as clever as I like to think I am.
OCD and epilepsy. Oh, and last night I lost a filling chewing a gumball.
Nothing that twenty years less couldn't cure.
I smell naturally of freesia, so I am constantly followed by pale guys wearing beige and driving Volvos.
It's . . . awkward. To say the least.
Especially when they drive their Volvos into your kitchen?Quote:
Originally posted by MsPurlMcKnittington
Ha...I'm a mess. I broke my nose a couple times, so I'm usually a mouth-breather. I've got some bone chips in the joint of my right thumb that hurt occasionally; that's ok with me because a split-second later and I would have lost my thumb. I have gout in my feet and ankles, some cartilage damage in my right knee and arthritis in my hips and hands. I have a history of heart attacks going back at least 20 years, there are three stents in my coronary arteries, and I was recently informed that I have heart failure. My upper incisors are fake, as I broke both of them off when I was young. I have Aspergers Syndrome (that's what the psychologists said, if you believe in it; if you don't, I have characteristics consistent with those that quack psychologists love to diagnose as Aspergers Syndrome). I'm short, fat, lazy, getting old, and going bald: in theory, I can do something about the fat thing, but the rest is just the way it goes. Oh, and I need reading glasses to read. Luckily, I'm insane enough to think I'm happy.
I have chronic severe stomach pain with no discernible cause. I have bad skin. I think too much.
Quite alright, you may do all of mine for me.Quote:
Originally posted by Why I Am a Destiny
Appreciate it.
I think the better question would be, what isn't wrong with me? My autonomic nervous system (ANS) can't regulate itself properly (dysautonomia). I have been diagnosed with:
- Asthma
- Mitral Valve Prolapse (floppy valve w/regurgitation)
- Inappropriate Sinus Tachycardia (heart rate shoots up to 160+ for no reason during normal activity)
- Neurocardiogenic Syncope (My body can't compensate for gravity so I pass out if I stand up too long)
- Orthostatic Hypotension (Sudden fall in blood pressure on standing)
- Migraine Aura, with and without headache
What all those symptoms add up to, basically, is a lot of weird problems. Migraine aura causes random loss of vision, loss of hearing, auditory hallucinations, and constant visual snow. I have problems with focusing my eyes sometimes, since that is regulated by the ANS. I have "coathanger pain" in my neck/shoulders/upper back due to issues with circulation. My hands and feet are always freezing and blue. I have a cyst in my sinuses and I have chronic sinus infections.
I pass out under stress, and I get woozy and weak on a regular basis no matter how well I've eaten, how rested I am, or how in shape I am. My heart races, and I have palpitations constantly throughout the day. My body is pretty much always awash with adrenaline, since that is also regulated by the ANS. I don't have as much blood volume as I should (only about 80% of normal) since that is also regulated by ANS, and my blood pressure is low. I have major issues with sleep, and I'm pretty sure I have delayed sleep phase syndrome.
Right now I'm on about 5 different prescriptions, and I'm on doctor's orders to drink 100 oz. of fluid daily, absolutely no caffeine, and double my salt intake.
Did I mention I'm really tiny and only 28 years old? I feel like I'm pushing 70. :(
Not as awkward as when they scrapbook about it!Quote:
Originally posted by Julie
I'm past simple flat feet and all the way into official Plantar Fasciitis, and bone spurs, tyvm. Considering I do menial work that has my fat ass on my feet all day, this is rather unfortunate. So I spend hundreds on custom orthotic inserts every few years for my shoes, pop ibuprofen like tictacs, do odd stretching exercises and get steroid injections every few months.
The hands are giving out now too, due to the menial repetitive work stuff, so there's tendonitis and carpal tunnel syndrome there. My shoulders aren't happy with the workload either, I grow bone spurs there that tend to rip into the tendons, muscles and ligaments and form lots of scar tissue that eventually causes me to walk around looking like Napoleon because my arms draw up. Had surgery on the left and will need another on the right one soon. Surgery is also an option for my hand and feet issues, but considering the outcomes aren't great and I'm still going to be doing the same type of work that causes the chronic inflammation, we're holding off on those.
I have horrid vision but that's correctable so it doesn't bother me.
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Originally posted by DianaG
The best part is that I paid money to see Molly Hatchet.....last summer. The redeming portion is that it wasn't my idea, I just drank tequila out of a pint bottle until U.F.O. came on. The lights over London weren't the only lights going out that night.
However, were I to have answered this seriously......I would have said the same exact thing as you though, so my side of the crush rages on. I drink too much on a regular basis, I smoke Marlboro Reds or Lucky Strikes, I will blow money on stupid things that I can't really afford, I talk like a sailor with a stubbed toe, I have the sex drive of three regular dudes, I play my music way too lound, and I run off at the mouth a lot. But the best part is that I don't have a problem with it at all. The only problem with any of those things ain't mine, it's yours. I can afford to laugh, because I'm backing it up. :twisted:
I'm overweight by some 50 pounds, nearsighted, I have RLS and generally bad bronchi meaning I cough a lot and my throat tends to phlegm up. I'm also lazy and an incorrigible procrastinator.
Whats left of the family I was born into is suing the rest of my siblings over my parents estate. Just had to hire a lawyer.
My boss uses the 'N' word like an article of speech, calls all women bitches, and takes delight in giving me a hard time. Says I don't have a leg to stand on "Because I treat everybody that way". But I need the job so I can get a better one.
My kids think I don't love them because I'm stressed 24-7. My wife takes their side. And I've been asking myself some hard questions about my ability to support myself and my family.
"She said, 'man, theres really something Wrong with you.
One day youre gonna self-destruct.
Youre up, youre down, I cant work you out
You get a good thing goin then you blow yourself out.' "
I have:
asthma
arthritis
acid reflux
nystagmas(twitching eyes)
one eye is nearsighted and one is far sighted
random dizzy spells
sarcoidosis
Gladly. Worrying about someone else's life for a change would do me some good. I have to get outside myself, and fast.Quote:
Originally posted by RedFury
I'm obese, and middle-aged.
Nearsighted (with astigmatism, can't take glare so I need transitional lenses, and one eye cross-dominates the other focus-wise). Getting new lenses/glasses every few years costs a bomb.
Recently diagnosed with benign positional vertigo. Oh joy -- lifelong random dizziness. I can feel it when storms come by, too.
My teeth are crap, and full of amalgam fillings.
Tend towards bronchial. I get hammered once in a while with bad chest infections.
Now and then, I get anxious over stuff which is silly to get anxious about.
And ... I'm depressive, but have kept medication at arm's length since '01.
I'm overweight and extremely nearsighted. I have PCOS and glucose intolerance. I'm have cancer twice, which led to me now having only 1 kidney and no thyroid, the latter of which compels me to take medication every day for the rest of my life. I procrastinate shamefully.
Oh, and I'm a bitch.
Oh, and I'm a hand cream addict. I HAVE to have it. Every time I wash my hands, if I don't have hand cream, I go nuts. And not the smelly gunk, either. If it's slightly scented, Suave or St. Ives, fine. But otherwise-ick.
Last time my mother and I went to my grandmothers', I forgot to bring my hand cream with me, and all I had was my mother's scented stuff, it was awful. I was ready to claw my skin off.
I suspect it's part of the OCD.
I'm too independent and stubborn for my own good.
Congratulations, you're a hedonist!!! It'll keep you young practically forever, as long as you remember to moisturize. ;)Quote:
I drink too much on a regular basis, I smoke Marlboro Reds or Lucky Strikes, I will blow money on stupid things that I can't really afford, I talk like a sailor with a stubbed toe, I have the sex drive of three regular dudes, I play my music way too lound, and I run off at the mouth a lot. But the best part is that I don't have a problem with it at all. The only problem with any of those things ain't mine, it's yours. I can afford to laugh, because I'm backing it up. :twisted:
Very nearsighted but love my hot glasses
Get headaches a lot, need to visit a doc for this but havent yet
Weak stomach, get upset stomach/nausea and vomiting more than the average person but not enough to affect my life or health really, just annoying
Allergies
And I'm a fucking klutz, just got over a broken toe and always have a bruise or cut somewhere from running into something
Right now I am either having an allergy flare up or I am coming down with a cold. I feel like shit. I am still craving a cigarette but only had one today because my throat hurts worse.
I was in wonderful health til I hit sixty and then developed idiopathic neuropathy and carpal tunnel syndrome then damaged my back. Phooey.
FTR - I'm only 28, I just mentioned the flat feet 'cause they make my shoes wear out unevenly, and I can't wear cute things like ballet flats unless I want to cripple myself.Quote:
Originally posted by WhyNot
I'm overweight.
I over-think.
I procrastinate.
I'm lazy.
I can be a slob.
I have a short attention span.
I'm too short for my weight.
I smoke (menthols).
I drink (cheap vodka/lite cranberry juice).
I have a permanent lower back injury.
I have OSA.
I use too much profanity.
I've been a Golden State Warrior fan since 1974.
Is that even possible?Quote:
Originally posted by DianaG
As for me, I'm a fat bald procrastinator.
That depends who you ask. I personally don't think it's a problem, but I've been told I'm not entirely reasonable on the subject.
I've got venous malformation (http://www.birthmarks.us/vm.htm) around my mouth and neck. It's a lot better than it used it be; now I just have slightly purple lips and tongue, and it looks like I'm bruised. Make-up covers it easily. Except for the tongue.
Another insomniac checking in.
I have chronic Hepatitis B, reduced liver function and am soon to start the antivirals which I will have to take for the rest of my life. As a consequence, I have stopped drinking and there are some really good NZ red wines in my cellar mocking me, alongside the cider that I used to drink occasionally.
My thighs are huge for my height, and while I am pretty fit (four miles at 8:10s yesterday), I need to lose another 10kg and still won't look any good :(
And I have a sore face with a herpes outbreak.
Si
I used to be conceited but now I'm perfect.
Oh christ, where to start: Type 2 diabetic (regulated), high BP (regulated), high cholesterol (regulated), overweight (most definitely NOT regulated), plantar fasciitis that comes and goes, wonky back, creaky knees, arthritic thumbs, tendonitis in right elbow.
Fuck it, I need a drink.
Ahh...DOESN'T Sleep w/Butterfiles!Quote:
Originally posted by Sleeps w/Butterflies
Me: Asthma well controlled by medication, near-chronic hay fever most definitely not under control. Reflux and occasional migraines. Other than that I am in pretty good shape except I need to excercise more.
I have a neighbor with OCD. She slams the door exactly 30 times every time she leaves the house. She typically leaves the house at 6:30 am.
We can now add "headache that won't go away" to the list of things that are wrong with me.
Try stubbing your toe, it'll make you forget all about your headache!
I already tried that. It didn't help.
XJETGIRLX, is it possible that you are a Kentucky Fainting Goat?
(I'm very sorry to hear of what you have to live with.)
Overweight, extremely nearsighted, sleep apnea, lactose intolerant, and probably somewhat manic-depressive but can't be bothered to see anyone who could tell me for sure. The strangest damn things will make me start crying. I'm a world-class procrastinator with a bunch of half-finished projects laying around.
And that's just the things I can think of off the top of my head...
Oh, man, I'm the worst about that! Watch a tearjerker? Driest eyes in the house. Sesame Street? I'm bawling my eyes out from the opening song onward. Long distance commercials? Meh. Movie theater ads in the theaters themselves before the show? I'm shuddering with the effort of keeping the tears in.Quote:
Originally posted by LurkMeister
For some reason, any suggestion that the world is a good place, or innocence, or grandeur - those are the things that get to me. But melodrama? star-crossed love? abuse? Boring at best. The English Patient made me stabby.
I sometimes repeat-play one song up to 50 times because of my OCD (and if I lose track I have to start over). I worry about the neighbors getting annoyed, but I try to keep it down, at least. They probably fucking hate me anyway -- even I get totally sick of it.Quote:
Originally posted by mozg
I am pleased to report that my headache is gone. Of course, it went away when I assumed it was a muscle spasm and I got some heat patches. It always goes away after I get stuff to get rid of it.
I forgot to mention.
I fart.
Sometimes I can be discreet.
Sometimes uncontrollably.
Once during oral sex - not at all a good or sexy thing. He was not pleased.
The genetically loose joints I have make sitting or kneeling for a while ... interesting.
So I alternate.
But that condition also means I can reach farther than the average person my height, thus making storage that much easier.
I've been diagnosed with depression (which I suspect is just my brain's solidified preference for pessimism and general life fatigue) and psychosis (details upon request, but it's not nearly as exciting as Lifetime's Mental Patient of the Week makes it look), but those make me sympathetic to people who have troubles there.
The bad joints mean I get stuck crouching, which I guess means I'll never be a catcher (shut up), but that's fine with me.
I have partial hearing loss, but my eyes made up for that, and I work in a visual field, so if anything that makes me come out a little on top.
I very easily start talking about things I really shouldn't talk about (I used to bring child abuse up quite casually).
I cry pretty easily, but I can also block emotion, though not nearly as quickly as I once could. (It's surprisingly damaging, though.)
I'm amazed that's all there is.
Where to start?
I have vitiligo--it's not pleasant or attractive.
I have Raynaud's--not a great thing to have in Chicago, home of bitter winters (I can get a vasospasm in air conditioning, though, so moving south ain't much help. Also, I tend to avoid the sun due to above).
I have a bone spur on my left foot that is now impinging on my entire left leg and wakes me up at night due to the pain. Podiatrist won't operate.
I have a major varicose vein in my right leg; insurance considers it cosmetic (despite it going all the way up to the groin) and won't pay to have that fixed, either.
I am overly sentimental as well and cry at the drop of a hat. I am also anxiety ridden, very shy and not a little defensive. Oh, and I tend to be pessimistic and prone to post-nasal drip.
I should lose 10 pounds.
That would explain so much! :DQuote:
Originally posted by Muffin
Woke up with a migraine. It's mostly gone but I've got a lingering buzz in my head and I feel pukey.
Also I can tell it's springtime in the desert because my sinuses feel like they are going to explode.
My son was born partially deaf, no one else in our immediate or extended family has any kind of problem in that area. Have you ever considered an "Ask the guy with partial hearing loss" thread?Quote:
Originally posted by iampunha
I'm a fat hippo who has anorexia, anaemia and osteoporosis!
I'm fat. I have PCOS, which gives me excess hair growth (I wax very regularly, so it stays under control). My left knee isn't so great; I hurt it when I was far more active and used to swing dance, now the extra weight makes it even crankier. My teeth desperately need to be taken care of, and I don't have any dental insurance, so I guess it has to wait longer. I've got some pre-cancerous spots starting to pop up on my skin, and I'm procrastinating on going to have them taken off. High blood pressure (on medication). Insomnia. Fond of the drink.
Short, overweight, and struggling with depression and anxiety. Also disorganized, daydreamy, dysfunctional and dramatic.
I suffer from a buildup of excessive awesomeness. Sometimes I just don't know what to do with it all.
I'm recovering from a torn neck/trapezus muscle (or something like that).
I have a toenail that can't seem to decide whether it wants to be ingrown or not.
I think I have the start of baldness happening on the crown of my head.
I like to think of myself as fit, however according to wikipedia I have an average % of body fat and need to drop 15lbs to consider myself fit.
Oy...what isn't wrong?
I'm a type II diabetic ( under control), overweight (definitely not under control), have creaky knees, this time of year, a runny nose, am astigmatic, and currently have a tube running out of my right buttock to a wound vac (that one is loads of fun). I'm also cranky and have some OCD tendencies.
My left eye socket sits slightly higher in my skull than my right. So when I'm looking at something close up ( a book, or the computer screen) My left eye has to point downwards while my right eye points upwards, in order to keep things in focus. I discovered this just a few years ago when I went to the eye doctor because I was having a lot of eye fatigue at work, where I was mostly staring at a screen all day. He gave me glassed with a prism in one lens to shift the image down a millimeter or so. I wore them for a while, but they didn't help that much, probably because I had already 'trained myself' to see properly without correction (I was about 35 at the time). Now I just make sure to take an 'eye break' every so often and I'm fine.
I have minor sciatic nerve damage that's a result of a car accident some years back. (shattered sacrum.. so I literally broke my ass). It isn't a big deal, and usually only flares up if I've been on my feet all day. The result, though, is shots of pain right in the butt.
The only thing I really hate about that? I'm in my mid-20's now, but I just know that in 20-30 years I'm going to be saying: "Uh-oh, it's going to rain.. my ass hurts."
My attitude is so bad, I have a permit to park in the blue spaces.
I'm very nearsighted, but only in one eye. Now, I'm getting that middle-age farsightedness, so I'm basically nearsighted in one eye and farsighted in the other. It's as annoying as hell.
I hurt my back 10 years ago, and it still hurts. Sometimes it's a little better and sometimes it's a little worse, but it's pretty much always there.
Dude, I'll see your Molly Hatchet:Quote:
Originally posted by Cluricaun
Back in the day as a record store manager, I was given an All Access pass to see MH. I went and shmoozed a bit pre-concert. Two songs into their set, I "had to go pee"...at the King Eddy Bar, where I went to hear me some blues.
And raise you a Bay City Rollers:
Yes, I was a tartan tween. I feel only slightly less dirty that at least my crush wasn't on the pedo. I have some taste, y'know. And obviously my palate improved enough to successfully run a sizeable store.
What bothers me most right now is tinnitus. Sometimes it's more in the background, most times it's front and centre. Second to that is the hell of perimenopause and hormonal flux. The tinnitus is untreatable but the perimenopause will even itself out, either with HRT or by the passage of time.
:oQuote:
Originally posted by criminey.jicket
Since you were brave enough to admit that, I guess I should 'fess up to it as well. There certainly aren't very many of us and it's good to show solidarity in the face of such an embarrassing admission. That being said, who's the pedo??
As for what's wrong with me (aside from poor taste in music? Hey, I like to think of it as a momentary aberration while in my early teens), my biggest issue right now is I'm pre-menopausal and thus become a slave to all the fun hormonal changes. I have Morton's Neuroma in my right foot. I could stand to lose a good 30 pounds but I'm too damned lazy to get up off of my fat ass. I've had erratic heartbeats for years now (while both thin and heavy) that have gone undiagnosed despite having nearly every test run (except a heart catheterization) and sometimes it's so bad, I wonder if I'll just not wake up some mornings. I'm entirely too sensitive. I can be moody and I have strong hermit tendencies. I have to be hyper-vigilant about my sun exposure due to having had several basal cell carcinomas removed.
I have a neuroma in my left foot. I'm lazy and procrastinate. I think I've been a bit depressed lately, and try to self medicate with beer and tequila. I tend to internalize, and not talk.
But this morning, when I went out to get some bagels for breakfast, an old guy (70's or so) came up to me and said "Enjoy life." I try.