Vloyda's Craziness Part 20: David's Softball

There hasn't really been a whole lot going on with me.  I saw my new therapist, started a new medication, my mother was in the hospital again, Voloyda tried to trick me into running into David.  Actually now that I typed it all out I guess quite a bit has been going on.

I saw my new psychiatrist for the first time and she started me on a new medication.  It's called clomipramine and it's supposed to help me with my depression and anxiety.  I've been on it for a week and haven't noticed any improvement but it can take a few weeks to get into my system.  I'm hoping that as I get acclimated to the pills the side effects will lessen.  The side effects are pretty mellow but it has been messing with my sleeping and it's totally sapped my appetite.  Since I started on these pills I've lost 8 pounds. 

My mother was in the hospital again last week for three days.  The doctors still don't really know what's wrong with her. 

Voloyda hasn't really been bothering me about David and I thought he had finally given up pestering me until his brother Dima told me Voloyda was up to something and to be on guard with him.  And of course Voloyda proceeded to invite me somewhere.  Voloyda invited me to a park to watch his little brothers play lacrosse.  Seems innocent enough, right?  Wrong!  I googled the name of the park, I'll call it "Park Park" for simplicity, and while looking around the site I discovered a link to a different site.  Again for simplicity I'll call this new site "Senior Softball."  Do you see the problem?  Voloyda's invitation was not an innocent attempt to get me interested in what I'm sure is the exciting world of elementary age lacrosse but a conniving plan to get me to run into David!  The fiend!  Well it's almost over with anyway, David plays softball for another two weeks and then that's it.  I have no intention of going to either of those games and I don't know where David has moved to or where he works.  After he finishes softball I'll have no idea where he is.  Isn't that great?  I'll never know where he is again... unless he plays softball again next year.  Either way, I won't have to worry about it for a year.

Family Reunion 2014/Dog-Sitting Titus

Sorry for the delay, I was going to update the other day but I've been at my aunt's and had some trouble connecting to the internet.

Last Thursday my favorite "Aunt Bonnie" flew in from Texas for our family reunion (for more about Bonnie read my posts from June 20th-25th of last year).  She got in semi-early and I was still sleeping so she took it upon herself to go downstairs and wake me up...by flopping down on top of me and refusing to get off.  She did end up helping me make the cookies for the reunion though so I guess that made up for being woken up early.  We made about 20 dozen peanut butter and chocolate chip cookies.  I'm a fairly good baker so I always get volunteered (often without being asked about it first) to make baked goods for things 

Saturday was the reunion.  The day did not start well because my grandmother called and told us she cut the end of her toe off and needed a ride to hospital.  Lucky me; I was the one that got to go get her, take her to hospital, and sit with her for three hours until the doctor patched her toe up.  She told me not to tell people how she cut her toe but it's too stupid not to tell.  She was cutting her toenails with a pair of scissors and cut off the tip of her big toe.  I couldn't stop laughing; it's just so stupid.

When I finally got to the reunion though it was a lot of fun.  There was a lot of food, games, and people.  Quite a few people were playing "A Minute to Win It" which was hilarious.  Silas came and met my family.  I got to spend some quality time with my "favorite Aunt-Cousin Bonnie," (Her words, not mine).  It was a fun day.

Bonnie left on Monday morning so Sunday night we went to the drive-in cinema and saw "Tammy."  It was hilarious; I'm going to have to make Silas go and see it with me.

I started watching my aunt's house.  It's nice to get away from my family for a while.  I love them and all but they drive me crazy and sometimes I need a break.  The weather has been awesome and I've gone swimming every day since I got here.  Titus has been really good and only scratched me with his razor sharp nails a little bit and that was only because Silas dragged him into the pool.  Titus is a lab mix and has the webbed toes of a water dog and knows how to swim but hates the water.  Silas dragged him into the pool and Titus started flailing about so I put my arm under his stomach to sort of keep him on the top of the water and he tried to crawl up my body.  He emerged from his unwanted swim unscathed and continued to sit at the edge of the pool and stick his feet in and try to drink the water.

Titus conked out on the sofa after a tiring day of fetch and annoying me in the kitchen.

Preview to Family Reunion

It's been an interesting few days.  Quite a bit has been going on including my family reunion today and my grandmother cutting the tip of her big toe off.  I have quite a bit to say but I'm so tired and don't feel like typing it up tonight but I will definitely post tomorrow. 

Voloyda's Craziness Part 19: Fuck My Life

Today, my ex-fiancé thought it would be funny to post a FML posing as my ex-boss who found my blog "Stalking My Ex-Boss."  What it did was nearly give me a panic attack.  I found out because a FML moderator posted on my blog's Facebook page.  FML

Yeah so apparently Voloyda thought it would be a good idea to post a FML posing as David and saying he found the blog.  Here's his post: "Today, I found out my former employee who I fired, stopped from committing suicide, and who has a huge crush on me, has a blog called "Stalking My Ex Boss" all about how she's been stalking me over the last year and a half. I'm a 55-year-old married man. She's a mentally unbalanced 22-year-old. FML"

Someone posted on my Facebook page saying they found it while moderating.  It nearly gave me an anxiety attack and I called Voloyda in a panic only for him to tell me he was the one who posted it.  I could have killed him.  After I calmed down though I actually found it pretty funny.  I check Fmylife.com every morning and would have gotten quite a shock at seeing it there had it been approved.  It also explains why I got about 8x's my normal amount of pageviews yesterday.

Better Than Last Week

I had a pretty bad time with everything last week but I'm doing much better now.  I wasn't actively suicidal but I was considering checking myself into a psychiatric facility but didn't.  My mother is trying to find me a new psychiatrist and possibly a psychologist as well.  The person I see now is not working and I need someone else before I have another psychotic break.  Other than me feeling like I'm losing my mind I'm doing okay.

I can back home last Sunday.  I'm working on getting my car repaired from the accident.  My back and neck no longer hurt.  Silas and I are doing well.  I'm looking forward to the family reunion next weekend.  And I get to get out of the house for a week by dog/cat/turtle-sitting at my aunt's starting the day after the reunion.  I'm not sure if I'm more excited for the family reunion or house-sitting at my aunt's.  I love my family but I also love my aunt's dog Titus and getting away from my parents.

The one problem (besides me losing my mind) that I have right now is that Voloyda is driving me mad.  I know he thinks he's helping, trying to get me to go after David but he's not and it's really getting on my nerves.  I could throttle him, I really, really could.  At least he hasn't told me where David is.

My step-sister and her husband and annoying children came down from Canada for the holiday weekend.  I'm not a fan of children to begin with and her children are more annoying than most.  Especially since my room is directly below the kitchen and they think jumping up and down on the floor while shrieking is an acceptable activity at 7:30 in the morning.  I am an evening person.  I stay up late and sleep in and when I've been up until 4:30 I don't want to be woken up three hours later by screeching children.