{"id":1890,"date":"2022-07-24T18:35:52","date_gmt":"2022-07-24T18:35:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ramblingrabbit.co.za\/?p=1890"},"modified":"2026-04-12T08:48:11","modified_gmt":"2026-04-12T08:48:11","slug":"blah-blah-blah","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ramblingrabbit.co.za\/di\/2022\/07\/24\/blah-blah-blah\/","title":{"rendered":"Blah Blah Blah"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-tan-color has-text-color wp-block-paragraph\">It&#8217;s been a while&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">So now I\u2019m existing in this limbo, or grey area of society. That area between isolating, ignoring messages and social media and going out, drinking, getting stoned and Facebooking. This limbo is a shitty place to be in and exposes me to other souls crawling around in their own grey limbos with their own sad stories and hang-ups. We all have this one thing in common \u2013 we don\u2019t fit into the normie mould. All of us have some evil \/secret\/ embarrassment\/ addiction\/ kink&nbsp;that we do not want others to know about. Cue social media, where you can be&nbsp;anyone&nbsp;you want to be. You can be skinny, drop-dead gorgeous with long legs and big tits or 6 feet tall with muscles and crystal blue eyes and no-one will know!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I\u2019ve been busy\u2026 trying to make friends, trying to be social, and distancing myself from new friends because of people, &#8216;normies&#8217;, and their human habits. Trying to go off some of my meds (not advised)\u2026getting back on my meds (still a shit-show, but at least I know I will be OK in a couple of months). Going off them was an insane idea and&nbsp;just what my psychiatrist said when I shared my &#8220;brilliant&#8221; plan\u2026 as I said. I\u2019ve been busy.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And here is the snag. I isolate and live like a hermit because sounds, colours, and motion distract me and make me a stupid person. I get confused and can\u2019t follow a simple conversation. I forget what I was going to say or why I\u2019m there or what I\u2019m doing, but I yearn for real closeness, real friends, real relationships. I lie alone in bed at night\u2026 well not alone, my rabbit sometimes nibbles my hair in the middle of the night, but you get what I\u2019m saying. All the other people in this grey sludge just want to stay isolated, never meet in person, and just continue to catfish and bullshit while revelling in their isolation and will do so forever. I want to be able to see a face, hear a raspy\/squeaky voice, and see little nuances when in conversation with someone\u2026 so I start conversations on social media. What else am I to do? I never go out. My old life, passions, and aspirations belong to the chick that died that night on her bike. And I\u2019m asking myself, as I\u2019ve done numerous times in the past,&nbsp;\u2018Why the fuck am I doing this?\u2019&nbsp; blogging and sharing my thoughts with random people who really do not give a flying fuck and end up here by mistake. Allow me to \u2018sommer\u2019 answer\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n<ul class=\"wp-block-list has-tan-color has-brown-background-color has-text-color has-background\">\n<li>I\u2019m alone\u2026 although my two dachshunds are excellent listeners, I\u2019m still battling to get them to fully partake in the conversation.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Silence, lack of conversation, and the fact that I&#8217;m not able to read as before makes me\u2026 stupid? but also bored and depressed.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>I am forgetting how to spell words (or just not fucking remembering them at all) and how to express myself in a socially acceptable manner.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Nobody really listens, nobody really cares, but guess what? The fact that you were stupid enough to click the link and are now reading this means that I am at least communicating. Even if it\u2019s just like my conversations with my doggy girls, it\u2019s at least communicating with another human. Who knows\u2026 maybe you are &#8216;normie&#8217; who knows somebody with TBI and I managed to convince you that even though we are different, we can still be valuable if only you could understand us better.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Pffft\u2026 it doesn\u2019t really matter. I\u2019m just agitated, frustrated, and angry\u2026 but also grateful AF for the few souls in my life that do understand. A huge thanks to the couple of vodkas and edibles that keep me company every night. Oh, and to the poor soul who is reading this.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s been a while&#8230; So now I\u2019m existing in this limbo, or grey area of society. That area between isolating, ignoring messages and social media and going out, drinking, getting stoned and Facebooking. 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