Disclaimer: This was written yesterday but I didn’t have the chance to post it. Oops! Dear wonderful rainbow of readers, Today is one of my favorite holidays; it is International Women’s Day. Personally, I say the day is extremely needed as most other days ,especially lately, seem more like, “women should crawl into a cave… Read More Eleanore Vs. International Women’s Day
Dearest readers, I had a truly lovely and perfect weekend. Afterwards, I came home to instantly fall into a pit of depression, and those two sentences don’t quite make sense together. You see, depression is a difficult illness for approximately five billion reasons. For me, one of the most irritating is that I have found… Read More Eleanore Vs. Coping with Dementors
Dearest readers, Yesterday I went to get my monthly haircut and promptly took a selfie because I felt shiny as fuck. I also wanted to take a picture of my hair looking nice before the severe storm came and had the chance to ruin it. I think I look pretty okay (and not too sick)… Read More Eleanore Vs.Rebellion Nose!
Dearest Junior Mints (and Senior Mints, I am against ageism), I generally dislike weekdays (as 90% of humans probably agree), and last week was far from an exception. Between battling my anxiety,being devoured by depression, and still having to get regular life things done, I was depleted by Friday. Thankfully, the weekend, as always, was… Read More Eleanore Vs. A Movie Theater Floor
Dear stardust clumps, Lately I have been stuck thinking about the origin story of Sickly Stardust. Not only my blog alone, but my entire life as a chronically ill person. Momma Rose asked me recently if I remembered when exactly I became ill. I explained to her that while I had been sick since birth,… Read More Eleanore Vs. Being My Illness
Dearest readers, Today the weather matches my insides. The sky has returned to its usual grey gloom, raining not enough to be beautiful but just enough to make the day feel a little bit sad. I awoke this morning sore and unrested despite oversleeping, and as I became more conscious my mind felt the… Read More Eleanore Vs. The Infinite, Inside Battle
Dearest things that are called humans, Jeez, that title is way too long, but it is accurate. Once again it is a beautiful blueberry day here in St. Louis and I am just loving it. Clearly it is a perfect day to sit with my wonderful friend Amanda in a coffee shop and write… Read More Eleanore Vs. Love, Gratitude, and an Addition to Her Life!