echic10

Addendum -- 4/1/2019

I've been 99% inactive here on dA and probably will be for the foreseeable future.
Sorry

dA is screwing things up again, and it is really getting annoying.  Hell, it took me 15 minutes just to figure out how to write this journal!  This is supposed to nake things easier?  Wrong, artbreath!

The first thing I have to do is turn off this new mobile crap.  My 10 inch wide tablet is not a phone.  That runs a single column of deviations down the center of the screen and wastes maybe 2/3 of the screen.  So I have to get that switched over to desktop display.  PITA!

Now, in their infiniate wisdom, or is that infintesimal wisdom, they've seperated the deviations out into two seperate groups.  I hope there us some hack around to bring those back the way they were.  Another PITA.

And looking at a deviation just now, I see a new yelliw box that says "watching".  Wgat is that supposed to mean?  That I'm watching that person or that person is watching me.  Another cosmetic change of absolutely no benifit.

That's all I've noticed today, it's not like I went looking for problems. This us just what I've come across so far.

On a personal note, my depressant meds are not getting the job done anymore.  I've accomplished nothing since the first of the year, well, since Xmas anyway.  I've even got email and PMs/txts from back starting in January that I haven't read yet.  If anybody sent me anything of any importance, sorry.

I don't even want to talk about the physical side of things, nothing is going right there.  For this I cut my hair?!  Perhaps if the mental side were going better the other stuff wouldn't bother me so much.

Anyway, I'm still alive, for reasons I really don't understand most of the time.  At least not most of the time.  I've been looking at what mark I've made on this world when I go.  Nothing - nada, zilch.  Just a waste of bloody time and money.

P.S.  Excuse the errors in this.  I'm typing it on my tablet and its just too much trouble to go back and fix things.

Well, as some of you know, I had "brain" surgery ( and I know many of you would dispute the "brain" part) last fall.  But I've chosen to regard the rest of my information as being private, medical information.  But things fell in the shitpot all over the place today and I've had my fill of other people's crap.  So here it goes:

People have decided to take me to task for not meeting their schedules for me.  It started on another website this morning, and I was seriously close to just shutting everything down.  But I worked through what happened in my head and came out in a little better head space.  So I decided to come here, looking forward to some nice art to cheer me up a bit.  So, trying to catch up on a group I help moderate, I took my first look at it in several weeks for other purposes than just sorting through the art submissions.

Well, it seems one of the other moderators felt I wasn't doing the job she expected me to do.  A similar but not the same complaint I got handed to me on the other site.  Well, you see, I was actually trying to stay alive; dealing with major depression as well as my physical medical problems.  Just on the physical end of things, the surgery didn't turn out as we had hoped.  I still have stability problems and now I can't even stand up without bracing against something, like a table or chair for instance.  If I don't brace myself, I can and have fallen flat on my face.

I also have some control issues with my left side.  I now hunt and peck type because my left hand can't keep up, and I have times where I can't even remember where the keys are.  I hve to stop and scan the keyboard to find the letter I want.  You wouldn't believe how many errors I've had to correct spelling in this, for instance.

Since my little trip under the knofe my vision has become problematic.  Thats one of the reasons I've been doing less on line, there are times when trying to read anything, even just a couple of lines of text, gives me a rampaging headache.  I have also had two minor strokes in the last couple of months.

So that's my current situation.  Just staying alive and functioning has been more than enough for me to handle.  So if I have not performed up to somebody elses standards that's just too damn bad for them.

I won't even mention how this has affected my already existing depression.  There are more thn a few days I stay in bed because I can't come up with any reason to get up.  The light at the end of the tunnel is off and I'm not sure I care enough to find a way to turn it back on.

That's all.

(P.S.  This mickey mouse site won't even accept my journal post!  So if you end up getting 2 or 3 copies of this, I'm sorry.)

Well, as some of you know, I had "brain" surgery ( and I know many of you would dispute the "brain" part) last fall.  But I've chosen to regard the rest of my information as being private, medical information.  But things fell in the shitpot all over the place today and I've had my fill of other people's crap.  So here it goes:

People have decided to take me to task for not meeting their schedules for me.  It started on another website this morning, and I was seriously close to just shutting everything down.  But I worked through what happened in my head and came out in a little better head space.  So I decided to come here, looking forward to some nice art to cheer me up a bit.  So, trying to catch up on a group I help moderate, I took my first look at it in several weeks for other purposes than just sorting through the art submissions.

Well, it seems one of the other moderators felt I wasn't doing the job she expected me to do.  A similar but not the same complaint I got handed to me on the other site.  Well, you see, I was actually trying to stay alive; dealing with major depression as well as my physical medical problems.  Just on the physical end of things, the surgery didn't turn out as we had hoped.  I still have stability problems and now I can't even stand up without bracing against something, like a table or chair for instance.  If I don't brace myself, I can and have fallen flat on my face.

I also have some control issues with my left side.  I now hunt and peck type because my left hand can't keep up, and I have times where I can't even remember where the keys are.  I hve to stop and scan the keyboard to find the letter I want.  You wouldn't believe how many errors I've had to correct spelling in this, for instance.

Since my little trip under the knofe my vision has become problematic.  Thats one of the reasons I've been doing less on line, there are times when trying to read anything, even just a couple of lines of text, gives me a rampaging headache.  I have also had two minor strokes in the last couple of months.

So that's my current situation.  Just staying alive and functioning has been more than enough for me to handle.  So if I have not performed up to somebody elses standards that's just too damn bad for them.

I won't even mention how this has affected my already existing depression.  There are more thn a few days I stay in bed because I can't come up with any reason to get up.  The light at the end of the tunnel is off and I'm not sure I care enough to find a way to turn it back on.

That's all.

Well, as some of you know, I had "brain" surgery ( and I know many of you would dispute the "brain" part) last fall.  But I've chosen to regard the rest of my information as being private, medical information.  But things fell in the shitpot all over the place today and I've had my fill of other people's crap.  So here it goes:

People have decided to take me to task for not meeting their schedules for me.  It started on another website this morning, and I was seriously close to just shutting everything down.  But I worked through what happened in my head and came out in a little better head space.  So I decided to come here, looking forward to some nice art to cheer me up a bit.  So, trying to catch up on a group I help moderate, I took my first look at it in several weeks for other purposes than just sorting through the art submissions.

Well, it seems one of the other moderators felt I wasn't doing the job she expected me to do.  A similar but not the same complaint I got handed to me on the other site.  Well, you see, I was actually trying to stay alive; dealing with major depression as well as my physical medical problems.  Just on the physical end of things, the surgery didn't turn out as we had hoped.  I still have stability problems and now I can't even stand up without bracing against something, like a table or chair for instance.  If I don't brace myself, I can and have fallen flat on my face.

I also have some control issues with my left side.  I now hunt and peck type because my left hand can't keep up, and I have times where I can't even remember where the keys are.  I hve to stop and scan the keyboard to find the letter I want.  You wouldn't believe how many errors I've had to correct spelling in this, for instance.

Since my little trip under the knofe my vision has become problematic.  Thats one of the reasons I've been doing less on line, there are times when trying to read anything, even just a couple of lines of text, gives me a rampaging headache.  I have also had two minor strokes in the last couple of months.

So that's my current situation.  Just staying alive and functioning has been more than enough for me to handle.  So if I have not performed up to somebody elses standards that's just too damn bad for them.

I won't even mention how this has affected my already existing depression.  There are more thn a few days I stay in bed because I can't come up with any reason to get up.  The light at the end of the tunnel is off and I'm not sure I care enough to find a way to turn it back on.

That's all.