ℱliegende Kinderscheiße aus verfluchten Eingeweiden!

Omnia Discordia
or
How I Found Goddess, Lost Her in the West,
⅋ Found Her Again

being an other Hypertext Introduction to the
Erisian Mysterees

Which is Interestingly Moist

-->(An Intermediate Acolyte's Account of The Aftermath,
now with Choose-Your-Own-Enlightenment neurotechnology)<--

as Divinely Relieved* on
My High Irrelevance JAMES PATRICK HENNESSEY, Patrolman
Omnicognizant Polyparent of Mouth-Breeders & Junk Mail
KSC and HIGH PRIEST of
the POSTPARAPARODY-AS-APPLICABAL OF EVERYTHING₂ ERISIAN (POEE)

HAIL ERIS --><-- ΤΗΙ ΚΑΛΛΙΣΤΙ --><--

I was diagnosed with ADHD at the end of last year, yet another late in life AFAB diagnosis. I just got prescribed some medicine for it last Wednesday and I feel, for the first time, like a functioning person. In fact, I can even stay awake all day without a thousand naps now!

I am so thankful I was able to get a screening quickly and that the diagnosis came almost as quickly. It was a long road to getting medicine, not because of the

She sits in the chair that faces the window. Still in pajamas. She eats cottage cheese and papaya for breakfast. I throw some rolled oats in a pot with some water. Stand at the stove and watch water boil. 

Morning, she says. How did you sleep?

Under the covers. Head on a pillow.

She gives me a look and says, how do you do it?

I dunno. How does anyone do it.

That. Right there. That's what I mean. Smartass. Soon as your feet