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You have no doubt seen or heard the commercials: "Where does depression hurt? EVERYWHERE. Who does depression hurt? EVERYONE." Mental illnesses can consume you, take over your entire life and hurt everyone around you if you let it. I am no exception.

My life feels like I am stuck riding on a rollercoaster in the middle of a hurricane. I have ups and downs, and I have left a path of destruction in my wake. My sanity dangles on a tiny fragile string, and through this blog I am giving the world a look into my broken mind and my unstable life.

In the end, I am just a girl trying to maintain my sanity in a candy-coated world of misery. Here you'll get a glimpse at just how true those commercials are. Keep your arms and legs inside the blog at all times, hold on tight, and prepare yourself for a very bumpy ride ...

Feel free to comment here on the blog or email me at bpdokc@yahoo.com.

Thursday, December 31, 2009

Reasons why I hate New Year's

I'm in a bad mood tonight, and I've been bitching and moaning about everything all day, so I thought I'd continue that on my blog and explain why I hate this time of year.


1) I hate New Year's Eve because if you go to a party, most likely everyone will be drinking... champagne at least if nothing else. As a recovering alcoholic, it's really hard for me to see other people knocking back drinks without wanting to get wasted myself.


2) Because so many people get plastered on New Year's Eve, there are always people who call into work on New Year's Day saying they can't come in because they're "sick" when you know they're just hungover, and thus the rest of us have to pick up the slack and do their work.


3) People are always so focused on New Year's resolutions, and they constantly feel the need to ask you what your resolution is. I always want to say "Mind your fucking business. If I want to lose weight or give up smoking, that's my business and not anyone else's."


4) I hate how TV and radio commercials, newspapers, magazines, and so forth are totally focused on weight loss around this time of year. I even heard a radio commercial for the YMCA gym yesterday. Do these companies really think that advertising on TV every 3 minutes is going to get me to join their gym or eat their diet food? Forget that... pass me a donut.


5) I get so sick of all the "year in review" or "the year ahead" surveys on Myspace and Facebook. If you do one, you've done them all... you don't need to do every single one and post six of them in less than an hour.


6) Coworkers feel the need to make hummus out of black-eyed peas and bring it to work to share with everyone. The consistency of hummus makes me want to puke, no matter what it's made of. I don't want that stuff within my eye line, and of course, the cabinet they always put it on is right next to my desk.


7) I get off work about the time that people leave their New Year's Eve parties, so I always have to deal with the morons who drink and drive. Plus, if you factor in the recent snow that Oklahoma City got and that is still on some of the roads, this year will be really bad I'm sure. Thank God I live close to the office now and don't have to pass very many of them anymore.


8) The New Year's Eve celebration in New York's Times Square is the only thing to watch on TV until after it's over, and since there's an hour difference in time between New York and Oklahoma, the ball drops at 11 p.m. Then what? You've already done the countdown and it's only 11, so you've got to do it again at midnight our time.


9) Oklahoma has its own version of the Times Square celebration in Oklahoma City's downtown, but our ball goes up instead of dropping down. Frankly I've always thought that was retarded. They want to copy New York in so many ways but don't copy the one thing that would make sense to copy.


10) Because there's the hour time difference, I always used to go to sleep right after 11 p.m. following the ball drop in New York. Then the next day people would always ask, "What did you do last night?" I'd say I went to bed a little after 11, and they act like it's a cardinal sin not to stay up to midnight. That's another one of those "mind your fucking business" moments.


11) And speaking of sleeping on New Year's Eve, it never fails... my neighbors, no matter where I live, always have parties that last until 3 or 4 in the morning and they're as loud as humanly possible. They constantly wake me up over and over again, so I never get a good night's sleep.


12) I hate how everyone always makes a big deal about the new year and at 12:01 a.m. nothing's ever different. Nothing changes. In 1999, everyone made this big deal about "Y2K" and nothing happened. They acted like the world would come crashing down the second 2000 started, but guess what, it's 2009 and the world never ended.


13) If I hear the slogan "New Year, New You" one more time, I may scream. Can no one think of a new year-related slogan that is unique?


Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Charting my sexual past


Thanks to StumbleUpon, I found a website -- Nookist -- that lets you track your sexual activities. It lets you keep an anonymous online record of the sex you have, which I found really interesting. I can see it coming in handy if you get pregnant or, God forbid, contract a sexually transmitted disease.

On the site, you make a partner entry for each sexual partner and then create sessions for each time you have sex. The session entries are extremely detailed... it asks you how long it lasted, if protection was used, how intense the activity was, what activities were performed, and what positions were used. It even has you rank the "hotness" of the partner which amuses me.

For each partner, it has you enter their birth date, contact information, number of previous sexual partners (if known), etc., and you can upload a photo of each partner.

The website then ranks your health risk based on your activities. As you can see above, I'm ranked as "moderate health risk" right now, but if I got all my sessions entered, then it would go back up to "severe" because of my lack of condom use due to my latex allergy.



You can print reports for each sexual partner, and it gives you charts based on your history. I really thought I was more adventurous than it's showing on the charts. 50% of the time I use the missionary position? Gee I'm boring...


Try Sleeping With A Broken Heart

This afternoon I had another one of those moments when I'm driving in my car and suddenly a song comes on the radio that cuts through all the crap in my life and speaks to my heart. Alicia Key's song "Try Sleeping with a Broken Heart" explains the main reason I have so much problem sleeping these days. Yes, I have a sleep disorder, but it used to be treated easily with medicine. Now even the strongest sleeping pills can't get me to sleep well because I feel so broken inside. It's so hard to sleep well when you're in so much pain.

I looked up the lyrics and video immediately when I got home, and even the quote at the beginning of the video gets to me...

"There are those among us who are blessed with the power to save what is loved by another, but powerless to use this blessing for love themselves."





"Try Sleeping With A Broken Heart" lyrics

Even if you are a million miles away
I could still feel you in my bed
Near me, touch me, feel me

And even at the bottom of the sea
I could still hear it inside my head
Telling me, touch me, feel me
And all the time, you were telling me lies

So tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you
Tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you
I'm gonna hold on to the times that we had
Tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you

Have you ever try sleeping with a broken heart?
Well you could try sleeping in my bed
Lonely, own me, nobody ever shut it down like you

You wore the crown, you made my body feel heaven bound
Why don't you hold me, need me
I thought you told me, you'd never leave me

Looking in the sky I could see your face
And I knew right where I fit in
Take me, make me, you know that I'll always be in love with you
Right till the end

So tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you
I'm gonna find a way to make it without you
I'm gonna hold on to the times that we had
Tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you

Anybody could've told you right from the start it's 'bout to fall apart
So rather than hold on to a broken dream or just hold on to love
And I could find a way to make it, don't hold on too tight
I'll make it without you tonight

So tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you
I'm gonna find a way to make it without you
I'm gonna hold on to the times that we had
Tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you

Showing off my inner fashionista

Here's a rare glimpse into the girly fashion-oriented side of me. These are all things that are displayed on my bookshelves. A lot of the stuff was found at second-hand thrift stores, and other things were Christmas gifts. Yes, I have a bunch of jewelry stands, but no, I don't wear any jewelry.










































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