The Cheese Grates It: I.B. Ventin

I think my new pen name should be I.B. Ventin.

In any case, I.B. Ventin' now.

Truth be told, with all the fuckery with these medical conditions and medications, plus the general stress of my life, if it weren't for the fact that stopping taking the medications would leave me incapacitated rather than dead, I'd stop taking them.

I don't want to become non-functional.

I don't want to become a burden.

I'm not afraid of being dead.

There are a lot of moments when I'd welcome it. I wouldn't fight it.

Death is not the worst thing that can happen to a person.

Being unable to function is.

Fuck my lousy piece of shit endocrine system and my warped brain straight to hell.

The Cheese Hath Grated It

The Cheese Grates It: Vacation? WTF is That?

A survey site asked me to describe my ideal vacation.

I have not been on a vacation since 2003. I have no idea what it would look like as it seems like an impossible dream. I would like to visit Hawaii before I die. I would like to perhaps go down to Arizona to visit my brother and my son's dad and grandpa.
It would be nice to relax.
Vacation...what the hell is that?

~The Cheese Hath Grated It~

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The Cheese Grates It: There Is No "Good" or "Bad" Food, But There Is Plenty of New Age Bullshit

The following is a response to a post on Alternet, which refers to "good" fats and "bad" fats.
http://www.alternet.org/food/when-youre-stressed-good-fat-isnt-so-good-anymore

To save what is left of my sanity, I stopped categorizing food as "good" or "bad". I aim to eat fewer highly processed foods, and because of my diabetes I should try to moderate my carb intake. However, I find labeling foods as "good" or "bad" unhelpful at best and triggering of disordered eating behavior at worst.

I like to eat guacamole any time. I ate a lot of guacamole after a really bad breakup. Guacamole was much better than my crappy so called boyfriend, who was a thing that was way more unhealthy for me than even either bad guacamole or deep fried food could ever be.

The aforementioned article is one of those New Age "health" pieces. I fell for the New Age mindset for many years, to my detriment. More on that in a minute.

Commenter Freydis had this to say:

AND we're supposed to be responsible for the amount of stress in our lives! Family, children, tRump, gun violence, plummeting finances, etc., have no relevance.

This was my reply:

That whole "you're responsible for your stress levels" line of thinking always increased my stress levels. So, is the person writing such Pollyanna poppycock going to get me a better job which pays more than 30,000 a year (for a credentialed person to do skilled work, mind) and allows me to work 40 hours a week or less as opposed to the average of 50-60 hours a week that I actually have to work? My 30,000 dollars a year has to cover more and more every year. Plus, I suspect that my mother may be developing dementia. Plus, my son is a high functioning autistic person who has trouble with anxiety and depression and has never been able to hold a job due to said anxiety and depression. But yeah, I'm just supposed to "think myself happy," and it's my fault if I'm not. Sorry to rant. Your thoughts are spot on, and I'm so over this New Age crap, which I used as yet another reason to belittle and berate myself for many years.

So, that's what I have to say about that. New Ageism has been more hurtful than helpful to many people, and Diet Think has certainly been more hurtful than helpful to our entire society.

~The Cheese Hath Grated It~

To Take To the Sky

 I used to love flying. It's horrible now and I try never to do it. The older I get, the less I need stress, and airports have become places of stress rather than joy. I need music like this more than ever these days. Much love.

~Rose~