It's my journal 
(if you already read the intro about IC, check out today's thoughts underneath the row of pretty pretty stars)
I thought it would be cool to document teh life of a chick who's got the girlie-disease "interstitial cystitis."
A lotta people don't know what I.C. is so here goes: incurable tiny ulcers inside the wall of your bladder make it hard to walk, exercise, eat, drink, fuck, dance, breathe, smell flowers, blah blah blah.
The thing is? I have this disease and i'm still kickin' ass.
And other for-real chicks that have bullshit going on with their bodies can relate.
No matter what our mutherfucking misogynistic doctors, sadistic nurses, well-meaning family members, and uninformed aquaintances say, we are awesome, and we can do a good job of taking care of ourselves, thankyouverymuch.
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Yeah, I changed my moniker. Someone found me that I didn't want to find me. And if they can find me, other people that I don't want to find me can find me. Plus, this new title is nice and phonetic.
Axiocersa is the Phoenician name for the goddess Persephone. She is the daughter of Demeter: goddess of the harvest/agrarian society. Axiocersa wasn't really anyone special until she was kidnapped and forced into marriage by Hades, the lord of the dead/underworld. Demeter was so pissed when her daughter disappeared, that she witheld the bounty of the earth from mortals and let wind and snow ruin their harvest. Luckily, Heracles stepped in and negotiated with Hades. They struck this deal: Axiocersa/Persephone gets to spend half the year with her mom, but must return to her goth husband for the remaining months. When Axiocersa is with Hades, Demeter is so sad that no plants flower and animals starve (winter). But when Persephone gets to come up for a visit, Demeter is happy and she celebrates by reinvigorating the flora and fauna (spring).
The cute punk rock girl who molested me on the dance floor called. She has a relationship going on, which is kind of a relief because so do I (well, pretty much). But she wants to hang out again so that will be fun. Hopefully I'll get some nice, drunken, NSA make-out sessions outta the deal.
Brilliant.
(if you already read the intro about IC, check out today's thoughts underneath the row of pretty pretty stars)
I thought it would be cool to document teh life of a chick who's got the girlie-disease "interstitial cystitis."
A lotta people don't know what I.C. is so here goes: incurable tiny ulcers inside the wall of your bladder make it hard to walk, exercise, eat, drink, fuck, dance, breathe, smell flowers, blah blah blah.
The thing is? I have this disease and i'm still kickin' ass.
And other for-real chicks that have bullshit going on with their bodies can relate.
No matter what our mutherfucking misogynistic doctors, sadistic nurses, well-meaning family members, and uninformed aquaintances say, we are awesome, and we can do a good job of taking care of ourselves, thankyouverymuch.
*********************************************************************************************************************
Yeah, I changed my moniker. Someone found me that I didn't want to find me. And if they can find me, other people that I don't want to find me can find me. Plus, this new title is nice and phonetic.
Axiocersa is the Phoenician name for the goddess Persephone. She is the daughter of Demeter: goddess of the harvest/agrarian society. Axiocersa wasn't really anyone special until she was kidnapped and forced into marriage by Hades, the lord of the dead/underworld. Demeter was so pissed when her daughter disappeared, that she witheld the bounty of the earth from mortals and let wind and snow ruin their harvest. Luckily, Heracles stepped in and negotiated with Hades. They struck this deal: Axiocersa/Persephone gets to spend half the year with her mom, but must return to her goth husband for the remaining months. When Axiocersa is with Hades, Demeter is so sad that no plants flower and animals starve (winter). But when Persephone gets to come up for a visit, Demeter is happy and she celebrates by reinvigorating the flora and fauna (spring).
The cute punk rock girl who molested me on the dance floor called. She has a relationship going on, which is kind of a relief because so do I (well, pretty much). But she wants to hang out again so that will be fun. Hopefully I'll get some nice, drunken, NSA make-out sessions outta the deal.
Brilliant.
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And now I know how to pronounce yer old name correctly. Bonus!