Disclaimer

Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.

It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.

This is also a personal diary, so by reading it you are violating my privacy. And as it is a personal diary you are not allowed to hold anything you read in it against me, as you shouldn't have been reading it anyway.

Also, this diary is not to be read by anyone who has gone out with me, would like to go out with me in the future, or suspects I may like to go out with them.






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Saturday, 7 January 2023

I have not been outside at all since Christmas Day

The title kind of covers the last 13 days.

In my flat, not going out at all, not even to the clothesline.

The dosage change on my meds is not going great.  Sore, extra clumsy (cooking leads to burning myself too often, today I ended up with my fingers in a pot of boiling water because clumsiness is out to get me), sleeping badly but too much.

Mostly too exhausted to play computer games or read.  Or even to watch TV.

Have been listening to podcasts, mostly pointless shit, and managing little else.


I am fail human.

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