Or just like, other benzos that she bought on the street, doesn't have to be research ones. Not sure about how it is in Upsidedownland but in the UK they would be easy enough to source. Or as @Dharma bump suggests, getting other non-valium benzos online is equally easy...
Is it possible she had a benzo prescribed legitimately by a Dr.? Many less than reputable specialists hand out benzos like tictacs for off label uses such as insomnia, sleep paralysis, restless leg syndrome (often ignoring the fact that benzo side-effects can just as easily cause said conditions...) I hate to say it, but well...she's a white middle class woman. A demographic that traditionally has a much easier time drug seeking/dr. shopping. Doubt she'd need to buy drugs off the street/order them from the darkweb.
Isn't "Chronic Lyme" a pr "code"/what celebrities claim to get diagnosed with, when they're struggling with cocaine withdrawal? For example, Bella Hadid & Justin Bieber have "Chronic Lyme". Like, I'm pretty sure it's not a real condition? (I mean, Lyme obviously exists, but not "Chronic Lyme")
While that's true, it's not quite the full story because once the damage is done it's done. I live in Lyme country and you want those sweet sweet antibiotics at the first sign of the rash or you're playing with fire. More antibiotics after that are pointless though, the virus is dead and the damage should mostly heal if you caught it early enough. If not you're probably not gonna end up with more than achy joints, but permanent brain damage isn't out of the question.
Chronic Lyme is a joke, but actual bitten last week lyme? Treat it now because bitten last month lyme will fuck you up. Who wants brain damage? (it's a wiki link)
I know you probably just misspoke, but Lyme is caused by a bacteria, Borrelia burgdorferi. It can sometimes progress untreated to neuroborreliosis with meningism and radiculitis, but almost never to a genuine encephalitis. There ARE viruses that cause tick born encephalitises (TBE), though, and those motherfuckers are scary. Wouldn’t wish TBE on my worst enemy. There are vaccines, but they’re kind of a hassle with a bunch of boosters.
While that's true, it's not quite the full story because once the damage is done it's done. I live in Lyme country and you want those sweet sweet antibiotics at the first sign of the rash or you're playing with fire. More antibiotics after that are pointless though, the virus is dead and the damage should mostly heal if you caught it early enough. If not you're probably not gonna end up with more than achy joints, but permanent brain damage isn't out of the question.
Chronic Lyme is a joke, but actual bitten last week lyme? Treat it now because bitten last month lyme will fuck you up. Who wants brain damage? (it's a wiki link)
I actually knew someone who had to put their horse down, because it had permanent leg nerve damage/vision loss from a late-caught Lyme infection. Apparently vision loss is common in horses infected with Lyme.
Celebrities with "Chronic Lyme" rarely get more antibiotics - they usually pursue your standard weird trendy useless alternative-medicine stuff, like oxygen therapy, salt caves, infared saunas, colonics, B vitamin infusions. The general consensus among the gossip crowd is that celebrities claim to have Lyme because Lyme infections take quite a few weeks to fully recover from - a time period that matches up with rehab stays. "Chronic Lyme" = fell off wagon, back to rehab.
While that's true, it's not quite the full story because once the damage is done it's done. I live in Lyme country and you want those sweet sweet antibiotics at the first sign of the rash or you're playing with fire. More antibiotics after that are pointless though, the virus is dead and the damage should mostly heal if you caught it early enough. If not you're probably not gonna end up with more than achy joints, but permanent brain damage isn't out of the question.
Chronic Lyme is a joke, but actual bitten last week lyme? Treat it now because bitten last month lyme will fuck you up. Who wants brain damage? (it's a wiki link)
Years ago I knew some poor bastard who got encephalitis secondary to a tick-borne infection, whether that was Lyme or something else.
He sustained brain damage and was utterly fucked up for years, needing to relearn how to walk and talk, undergoing about a year of total occupational therapy for even basic life tasks, and being left with intractable emotional issues.
Last I knew, he had married and was back in regular work, acting like any other millennial American dude would. But the illness and recovery was pretty intense while it lasted. He was genuinely not the same guy after as he was before.
All that is to say, as far as I understand: even if this dude's initial infection was Lyme, his lingering issues from it aren't technically "chronic Lyme." They're symptoms of brain damage caused by encephalitis secondary to [tick-borne illness].
Obviously this is just semantic faggotry, but illness influencers definitely don't understand the difference (and of course 99.99% of them are faking anyway).
Kiwi medfags could probably translate what I'm trying to say and explain it much better, if they CBA.
Years ago I knew some poor bastard who got encephalitis secondary to a tick-borne infection, whether that was Lyme or something else.
He sustained brain damage and was utterly fucked up for years, needing to relearn how to walk and talk, undergoing about a year of total occupational therapy for even basic life tasks, and being left with intractable emotional issues.
Last I knew, he had married and was back in regular work, acting like any other millennial American dude would. But the illness and recovery was pretty intense while it lasted. He was genuinely not the same guy after as he was before.
All that is to say, as far as I understand: even if this dude's initial infection was Lyme, his lingering issues from it aren't technically "chronic Lyme." They're symptoms of brain damage caused by encephalitis secondary to [tick-borne illness].
Obviously this is just semantic faggotry, but illness influencers definitely don't understand the difference (and of course 99.99% of them are faking anyway).
Kiwi medfags could probably translate what I'm trying to say and explain it much better, if they CBA.
I know one of those two. A tick bite and whatever the fuck happened from it ended in an induced coma, months and months in a hospital and an inability to come back to work or life for over a year. He had crazy personality changes for a bit after it, which i initially thought could be attributed to a traumatic experience but I guess it was from residual damage or swelling to the brain.
He's back to normal now but it was a wild ride
Surprised more munchies don't abandon the chronic Lyme larp for something like this
Far too much work, and crazy people don’t get the same sympathy as poor bedbound Victorian waifs. I’d also assume brain damage has a pretty definitive “you either have it or you don’t” diagnostic technology
it's been days but i'm really struggling to figure out what the hell she could possibly mean by this or how she thinks this would help a grown adult. bells (or squeakies) in toddlers' shoes aren't to "help them know where their feet are in space"--they're to incentivize taking steps by making it seem fun by including a sound. for adults relearning to walk this isn't an issue.
in other news, sensoryunicorn came across my tiktok the other day claiming to have a 121 iq, which totally does not track with her insistence that baby books are all she is able to comprehend. fascinating.
Why does it seem every year I have to start this late because of some pornsick freaks taking the site down? I had plenty of time to upload last weekend but noooo some guy I don't care about sucked a dick.
Last year's thread Christmas, I went back to the start of quarantine and caught up with every girl I'd posted about since then. That was fun but a lot of them were already inactive or dead, and even fewer are still funny today. This year, it's just kinda whoever's been fun. I'll probably not be done by Christmas but who cares? I certainly don't value my free time and neither should you!
Let's start with some feel-good laughingstocks who have been extra funny since last Christmas.
d/b/a @flirty.the.mini.service.horse. Last update here, links to others
Home of the Anxiety Horse! Failed concert pianist and equestrian discovers that due to the preposterously broad ADA, you can technically use a mini horse as a service animal for anxiety. The horse lives in the house with her, shits and pisses in a corner next to her bed which she refers to as "her stall," rides shotgun in the car, and pretty much isn't ever allowed to just do horse stuff. The floors are always covered in bits of tracked hay and manure. Originally claimed she needed a horse, specifically, because she's extremely allergic to dogs despite living with a dog. Flirty's "tasks" are all just nosing Abrea's meaty mitts hoping there's a treat for her. Abrea is pretty much single-handedly responsible for the DOT excluding service mini horses from commercial flights after a publicity stunt she pulled exposed just how terrible of an idea this is. Can't explain how a horse that draws constant, allegedly unwanted attention to her and causes access issues non-stop mitigates her claimed psychiatric disabilities (IT'S NOT BPD!!!!!!!! That was just a misdiagnosis!!!!)
since I talked to some delightful horse girls after posting Abrea and now at least somewhat have an understanding of horse shows, Flirty was a show horse bred for and competed in halter classes, the horse equivalent of conformation for show dogs. that means her entire life purpose was to walk calmly around a show ring and look good. More importantly here, Abrea got her at 5 years old and she had already been showing (and winning) halter classes for four years at that point, meaning someone else spent a lot of time teaching this little horsie to walk nicely and not make a fuss. All those times Abrea talked about this horse grazing on faux plants at the craft store, stealing food in the grocery store, or refusing to stand still in the checkout line are now extra funny when I remember that the horse had one job and someone else taught her how to do it.
"Emotional support and comfort do not count as tasks" but that's the big oh-well isn't it? Because Flirty's main "task" is grounding, which means when Abrea is feeling a little anxious because she's a big fat humanoid cane toad dragging a little horse around the grocery store and everyone knows she's a fraud, she holds out her big fat flipper and the horse nuzzles it. The horse is just looking for food, but since it's comforting to Abrea and she claims this keeps her from "dissociating" this counts as a task. Other girls have claimed that their shih tzu sitting on their lap allowing itself to be pet is "pressure therapy" or "tactile stimulation" to keep their mentuls at bay. If you can frame it as a task mitigating a disability then absolutely comfort and emotional support counts.
Case in point: her tasks at the grocery store are alerting Abrea to her anxiety, which is a totally absurd claim as you kind of fucking know when you're experiencing anxiety, and nuzzling her, which she does because she's a horse in a place full of food and some of it might be for her. The only other thing she has to do is not kick a kid or take a dump on the floor and even that's arguable since everyone's too afraid to tell people no these days.
This is a video of Flirty rubbing her rear on the armchair over and over again. Lol so like..two years ago? Abrea burned her last bridge. She had been living with a roommate for years, then abruptly announced she had to leave and would be temporarily living with her mom until she got new housing arranged. Very shortly after this she announced that she was staying permanently as she was too sick to go back to work and pay her own bills right now. I really gotta wonder how much mom loves a horse rubbing her anus on the furniture. Looks like that carpet is pretty wrecked. Maybe it wasn't meant to have a horse walking on it.
I was trying to find mom on Facebook to see if she was all gung-ho about the horse but instead I found Abrea's ex roommate. LOL are you totally shocked that Abrea lives in complete fucking filth and squalor? She tried to make it seem like she kept the place so clean and teehee, just a little hay on the ground but LOOK at what she did to this woman's house.
She lied about covering the whole floor in tarp to protect it. She stole this woman's stuff, threw out towels she was too lazy to wash, and let her animals shit all over the place. if you read the original posts about her Abrea made jokes once or twice that the cat couldn't differentiate between his own litter box and Flirty's "stall" and she thought it was cute and funny that the cat would shit in the shavings.
Also she filled the closet with garbage and soiled towels. Alas, Sandy does not let us know if Abrea bounced or if she had to kick her out.
i want to remind everyone that the whole reason she claimed she needed a horse instead of a dog was allergies. Despite dog sitting, petting puppies, rubbing puppies on her face, living with a roommate who had a clingy dog, and letting her friends have their dogs in her car and on her bed, she claimed she was so desperately allergic to dogs that there was absolutely no way she could even consider getting a service dog. She needed a horse. Now she's saying buck up crybabies, dog allergies aren't bad. Also the MCAS girls love to blow their tops over someone else wearing perfume, smoking in public, or eating something near them and triggering their "allergies" so that ilk seem to take this really seriously when it's their fake allergies. on paper I agree, your sniffles do not trump a blind person's right to have a guide dog, pop a claritin and move on. But the ADA did not anticipate every failure to launch with a smart phone to decide they "needed" a service animal and this was never treated as something that the average person would encounter on a day-to-day basis.
Wahhh it's not fair that i had to wait in the drive-through because i came to the store unprepared and did not have a vest for my horse and they might tell me she can't come in. Keep a spare vest in the car, or better yet, make a 3 minute pharmacy run without your pony and learn to cope with your emotions.
And now that we know what kind of filth Abrea and by extension Flirty roll around in all day, here she is shaving the horse in her mother's kitchen. The whole reason she has to clip her is that Flirty spends the majority of her time indoors and is seldom let out into the yard unless the weather is totally ideal, mostly because she will roll in stuff and smell bad and then won't be allowed in the supermarket. Flirty's winter coat is too hot for the central heating of mom's suburban home so Abrea clips it off, thus ensuring the horse can't go out to do normal horse stuff because now she's got a summer haircut in a frigid midwestern winter.
The next day she reports that Flirty, who appears to be wearing two layered coats, was too cold to be outside because she just got clipped.
Abrea's going to see a new doctor for a physical because her old one has retired. She's terrified they will tell her no horsies allowed which is another reason she's gone all out grooming her. She does not have an issue but claims the horse both alerted to her anxiety several times and remained still and silent throughout.
She's repeating the lie that before flirty she struggled to do even the most basic of errands and was practically housebound. Prior to getting Flirty, Abrea worked in the travel industry. On-site, full time customer service job that made her go into an office and at least somewhat get along with coworkers. She lived alone, went shopping by herself, went on frequent, often international vacations, and enjoyed going to comicons, restaurants, and the opera either alone or with friends. Before that she was studying to be a concert pianist. She performed on stage all the time and traveled solo to new cities to take master classes. She did all of this without a pony keeping her "grounded." The proof is in her own social media. She suddenly started talking about having recovered from an eating disorder, then she came out as bisexual and made that her whole identity, then she quit her job and took one she liked substantially less, then she started claiming PTSD in the middle of a business trip she didn't want to be on to get her out of work. Her first foray into "service" animals was a kitten she got her psych to say was an emotional support animal, that she got a special carrier for so she could bring him to the store. It was only after she learned that an ESA is not a service animal and taking a cat to Walmart for attention was not covered by the ADA that she suddenly "needed" a horse.
I'm gonna guess the prey animal that thinks she might get eaten at any moment has her ear tuned to the shopping cart and footsteps, not Abrea's emotional state.
Oh hey here we go, talking about how Flirty was trained by someone else to walk calmly on a halter and not panic and she just had to train it how to do things like stairs, which many horse girls have said are actually terrible for the horse's spine.
FTR it's taken her six years to get Flirty to be comfortable with stairs. She still posts sometimes that Flirty refused to go down an unfamiliar set.
1) the line between a pet that can behave in public and a service dog is so, so blurry. I see people bringing pets into the grocery store here all the time because it's a city and they're out walking the dog and just need eggs real fast. Those dogs behave fine because they're city dogs used to all sorts of weird shit going on around them and no one can say they don't do a task. As long as the dog isn't biting people and the owners answer the questions properly, it doesn't matter that Fido isn't wearing a vest and only has 3 weeks of Petco puppy socialization classes under his belt. 2) these guys would go insane if there was any sort of baseline testing required because most of their animals would not pass.
Thank you for answering a question I was too lazy to ask: the reason Flirty was wearing two coats outside is one is her "sheet" which is a lightweight non-insulated fleece base layer to keep out the chill and the other is a "blanket" that is has a waterproof shell and polyfill to insulate it.
Abrea says her latest attempt to treat her mental health problems that are TOTALLY NOT BORDERLINE PERSONALITY DISORDER also failed.
Making the little horse do 'counterbalance' while she goes up a hill because fatty fall down go boom-boom.
It's almost like all of this horse's tasks are just normal horse behavior because she's bored, looking for food, or exploring her environment with her lips as horses are wont to do. Also the sign in the background is reminding me of the one time (and only one time) Abrea claimed she had religious trauma from being raised in a cult. I never found any evidence of that.
So since I'm on a roll finding the roommate and her stinky horse shit dungeon I decided to take a crack at that one. Turns out she was involved the ministry of popular christian authors Eric and Leslie Ludy and by involved I mean "staunch supporter who ran their facebook group and got review copies of their books." This post is from April 2014 when she would have been around 30. And she's saying she still supports their wonderful message, she's just mad about their opinion on mental health and eating disorders. The first time she mentioned her mentuls and her alleged anorexia was 2014. A year later she got the stupid NEDA logo tattooed on her leg and also decided she was bisexual. So not a cult, just BPD splitting. These people could do no wrong until they did and then they became a cult.
Meds are also not helping with her totally not borderline personality disorder. The only thing that will work is a horse in walmart.
Of course, she's not too muh mentuls to go to comicon as long as she has her horse!
If you were wondering just how fucking fat Abrea has gotten, her neck is gone and her eyeballs are now receding into her fat pads. I do not know how much actual weight she was putting on this animal's spine when she did a dramatic attention-seeking "dissociation" that almost made her fall. I just know it was too much.
now she's at a dog expo.
No. You bring a horse to the grocery store, you accept the spectacle you've created. I have a regular mutt of a dog i only take to dog friendly places and probably half my daily in person interactions are strangers talking to or about my dog.
Yet another failed treatment for her serious mental health problems. All this shit is self-reported. It's not like they can do a blood test and say ah yes, your depression levels are right in the healthy zone where we want them. As long as she keeps playing the part, no one can tell her she's not having these problems. And if you read her self-reports then you'll see that she does kind of hedge her answers. She doesn't just keep reporting that she's getting worse, which would likely make them realize she's lying/malingering/has unrealistic expectations for how good of a mood a 40 year old with no schedule, no purpose, and no hobbies who lives at home and can't breathe because of her own neck fat should be in on a day-to-day basis. She'll say something is working but she just feels it's not working enough so then they think they're on the right track and start tweaking doses. She's been pulling this act for years, switching providers when one had the audacity to say it's a personality disorder and all the psych stays, TMS, talk therapy sessions, and med changes were just feeding it.
Aww how cute, there is absolutely no way this little animal should be doing any sort of mobility tasks for your fat ass. Also her horse decides to help herself to groceries again.
Again repeating the lie that she couldn't even grocery shop when there was abundant proof she was doing all sorts of normal adult tasks just fine while living alone without the horse for years. At least Flirty's lost weight in the years since Abrea got her.
Sometimes I think she's trying to get a diabetic foot amputation so she can use a wheelchair and then no one can tell her she doesn't need the horse anymore. Other times I just think she's a terminal fatass who favors momentary satisfaction over all else.
You have a HORSE in Target. Also I want to remind people of all the times she was thrilled that the news reported on her, because it was fine when a journalist filmed her horse.
"Why do people stare at my horse???"
"LOOK AT THE LATEST COSTUME I GOT TO DRAW MORE ATTENTION TO MY HORSE!!!"
She names the new medication, Zoloft, and of course there's a reason it's not working out so they're changing it again to Lexapro. The taper is going to take at least two months. And this is what i was talking about with her always finding a reason to extend this. As long as she keeps playing the part no one expects her to get a job or get back to a normal life. She gets to be a little girl in her childhood bedroom playing with ponies all day with no responsibility.
This is an "alert," not an animal who smells food and wants some. I skipped about 15 other posts where flirty has fished some fast food wrappers out of the garbage looking for crumbs or forgotten fries but no, this is totally not begging for the fried food I'm sure Abrea is shoveling in her maw.
You know this doesn't really happen to people who don't bring a horse festooned in rainbows and silly patches everywhere, right? Even if they are disabled and use mobility aids? i doubt there's a real plague of people snapping pics of adults in normal clothing using normal wheelchairs.
Everything that the horse girls have contributed to this thread has taught me that no, horses should not be used for service animals. I am sure it was a well-intentioned experiment given that horses live longer and can bear more weight than dogs (and Allah thinks puppy dogs are haram but pouring acid in a woman's eyes is a-ok). By every other metric they are less suitable than dogs, since their digestive systems are fucked and if they don't constantly eat and shit they die so they physically cannot "hold it" like a dog can, their spines are inflexible so they don't really lay down and curl up when relaxing an can't navigate obstacles like a dog, they're prey animals prone to bolting and their default is to view everything as potentially deadly to them, they need a lot of outdoor space and regular contact with other horses to be happy, etc etc. In general, you're not going to spend so much more time and effort for an animal that's worse at its job unless you have to. But they didn't factor in weird horse girl social media attention and the 'service animal for my ouchy emotions' phenomenon. The same thing that makes these girls want flashy but totally inappropriate breeds to be their service dogs for faked seizures makes some of them want horses for faked panic attacks.
As an aside i already mentioned in the intro that the FAA has declared this experiment a failure. They decided that airlines do not have to treat service horses the same as service dogs and that is largely Abrea's fault. She took Flirty on a short flight entirely for mainstream media attention and it proved the many, many disadvantages of this, most importantly that Flirty took up the leg room of an entire row of seats. When the law was changed not only did they ban horses but they tightened the rules for dogs as well, deciding that any service dog must be able to curl itself up in the foot well of only that passenger's seat. Another issue was that despite Abreas protestations, horses can't really be housebroken and are liable to release their bowels in the air. A dog might go a day or longer without a bowel movement without issue, but if horses don't keep moving food and fecal material their GI system shuts down and they could actually die. I really hope it's not too long before the ADA goes through another revision and the provisions for horses are removed entirely. (My dream is they crack down on owner-training too but with the way the discourse has been going we're probably going to end up with owner-trained service rabbits in the next revision.)
Abrea's mentals get worse when mommy leaves town for a few days.
I have a great idea to deal with her restaurant gawker issues: stop going to restaurants, you massive fat ass.
Every once in a while one of her posts goes viral and the comments section goes the fuck off. In this video she's showing how she makes Flirty jump in and out of the car onto concrete. Anyone who says this is bad for the horse or suggests she get a ramp or at least a mat to cushion Flirty's landing gets a shitty response. I just love that every few years the general public becomes aware of Abrea again and responds.
"It's funny how I was a failed musician turned customer service monkey no one paid any attention to until I started bringing a farm animal everywhere with me."
So this is the second time she's said she only uses the horse for 3-5 hours of work per week. Pretend you believe her, that she dissociates and has PTSD and all that shit. You're telling me she can't tolerate the discomfort for three hours out of 168 in a week? She can't do her groceries online and skip her latest fried food feast at Red Robin or schedule her errands around when she's feeling her best or have a friend accompany her for those three hours? Also she's claiming the horse spends all her time outside playing but that's not true. There's so, so many posts where Abrea says the horse has to stay inside today because the weather isn't perfect or Abrea's mental health is too bad or "omg she's just so spoiled she wants to be inside"
Here she's saying if the horse is refusing to work that day she'll either cancel her plans or make do without her. So you know. Three hours and the horse might decide she doesn't feel like it for those three hours. Totally needs this horse though. I want to remind everyone that during covid Abrea left Flirty home all the time because she was afraid of the virus. If she brought Flirty with her she got people getting too close and trying to pet her (what's that? a horse is a terrible solution to anxiety in public?) So for her own safety she started doing all her errands solo and miraculously did not die of a panic attack. Her worst reported problem was that she, a morbidly obese woman who lives on junk food, "dissociated" and bought cookies she didn't remember buying. Bruh I do that every grocery trip, it's called vodka.
Once again, hypothetical. Wouldn't having the animal in therapy make it difficult to make any real progress if she really had these problems? Aren't you supposed to be exposed to the anxiety and not negate it so you can train your brain that it's not going to die from this? That's how OCD therapy works.
Good job on your anorexia recovery Abrea!!! The splay-legged sit because her massive gut rides so low she has to move her legs out of the way to accomodate it really screams 'used to have a serious restrictive ED' to me. Ahhhh I think it's worth brushing everyone up on Abrea's mental health history here for a second because it is maybe funnier to me than the horse.
One of my favorite of Abrea's stories is her eating disorder saga. Abrea claims that during her music performance degree, when she was in the middle of rehearsing for some important performance, she developed a mystery pain in her hands that she worried would prevent her from performing. It ended up being harmless and she was cleared to continue if she could play through the pain, but she got so worried her career was dead before it started that she lost her appetite. She was a chunky lass and lost weight fast. People complimented her on her weight loss which made her remember her friend who had actual anorexia and all the research Abrea did into the condition her freind was suffering from (why does this feel like code for "fat teenage girl went on pro-ana forum to look at thinspo and say she was starting the ABC diet?") Having remembered this she decide to skip some of her meals for one whole month. After one whole month of semi-restriction she tearfully confessed to one of her friends that she had caught the anorexia. She then made these girls in her college fawn around her and try to get her to just please eat, Abrea, and spent years in therapy claiming she was struggling soooo baaaaaad and was down to children's clothing sizes because she was so, so sick. She didn't start to gain until much later when she got on certain psych meds.
Except for the part where she was posting photos to her facebook the whole time. She actually did lose a noticeable amount of weight at first, got down to probably the lower half of her healthy weight range, but within a few months she'd gained it all back and then some. Over the period she was claiming she was rock bottom childrens size skelly she had gone back up to her chunky pre-diet size. By the time her instagram started she was properly obese and still claiming anorexia, and she's just been on a steady climb since then. She claims that because of her ED she 'never feels hungry but never feels full' but that's because she's eating high carb low satiety snacks all day. She has shown off a whole rolling cart of chocolates, chips, pretzels, and soda she keeps next to her so she can graze as much as her horse does.
Which brings us to the suicide story. Abrea was in an active shooter situation. She was at another college at the end of her grad degree, doing a workshop with some master pianist in preparation of auditions. While practicing one evening someone opened fire on campus. Because she wasn't a student she did not get the school's updates on the situation and she also didn't know anyone from there she could text. So she was hunkered down for hours in a dark practice room, scared shitless and texting her parents who were feeding her info from the news. I have no reason to doubt any of that. When her parents informed her that it was actually a suicide and the only person hurt was the shooter, she remembered how depressed she was because of her super severe anorexia/short term crash diet and how she considered suicide. Now when she hears about mass shootings like little kids getting murdered in their schools, she thinks about herself and that time she went on a diet and got real sad.
I am not even joking. She told this whole story to explain why a school shooting in Kentucky that killed two and wounded 18 was actually about her.
A second claim of hers that i love is that she suffers from periodic bouts of self harm related to her not-BPD. It's because she picks at her scalp. The solution is to wear a kerchief that covers her hair and then she doesn't have the urge to pick her scalp anymore. She once lost her mind because she went to an inpatient psych for parasuicidal BPD bullshit and they wouldn't let her bring her kerchiefs because she could use them as a ligature, whining that she was going to "self harm" the whole time because of it.
It's like the mental health equivalent of the girls claiming they had a 4 hour long seizure, can describe how all the doctors and nurses ignored them, and are only slightly tired from it versus Katie Stanina who almost died from an actual epileptic seizure that lasted a few minutes.
The woman who claims she can't leave the house without a horse or else she'll buy cookies, who has to take her horse to the movies or else she'll kill herself, who can't work or brush her hair because she's too sad, who bravely fights her restrictive eating disorder every day at Cracker Barrel, who has voluntarily gone to multiple inpatient stays for parasuicidal cluster B shit, struggles to let people know how bad her mental health is. It's only her entire identity. She now needs IOP therapy because nothing is working and she can't even do a simple chore. Photo shoots, trips to the farmer's market, going to the zoo with her friend, pride parades, comicons, renaissance fairs, and frequent restaurant meals do not count as chores and she is fine to do these as she pleases. The treatment will cost almost $400 a day. GIB. (It later turned out that her insurance would cover most of this and she just was reading wrong.)
Oh and she somehow managed to go to all her psych appointments this week without her miracle life saving horse because she had a stain on her coat that Abrea couldn't get out. Abrea once again can tolerate life when the alternative is even slightly uncomfortable. She'd rather risk her terrible cookie dissociation than have a stranger confront her about her horse being dirty. I wonder if being publicly exposed for living in a stinky dungeon full of cat and horse feces, garbage, and dirty dishes for years had anything to do with this fear. I'll be honest, if I just saw this pic and didn't know anything about Abrea or Flirty i would assume the stain was just a variation in her skin color.
Her poor therapist is just brimming with optimism that this will finally be the thing that makes Abrea realize she should take regular showers and doesn't need a horse at Target.
Of course when one goes to a serious mental health treatment, the important thing is having their favorite IP on a notebook and aesthetic pens. It's amazing that this woman who struggles to even brush her hair has no problem going places where she can show off the horse. It's almost like she just doesn't want a job or to have any responsibilities of an adult.
She starts the program and it's "rocky." Wanna guess?
Did you select "they told her the horse can't come because it exists solely to draw attention to Abrea at the expense of everyone who is actually there to get better?" congratulations, you win the kewpie doll. They told her Flirty couldn't come because having a fucking horse in IOP was a distraction and she had her fellow munchie friend REEEEEEEEE in a letter about how it was illegal not to let Abrea bring her pony to school. I'm going to guess that even if this isn't a dedicated program for borderlines they are very very familiar with BPD shit. One of them having a horse there will bring out the attention seeking in the rest of them and nothing will get accomplished. Abreas modifications are to keep the horse from distracting people she won't be giving her snacks so she won't be chewing and smacking her lips all the time. IT'S STILL A FUCKING HORSE.
Poor baby won't be able to heft her 400 lbs of blubber onto the horse's spine for a few weeks.
The horse isn't a distraction, she just dances around Abrea as an 'alert'. Oh, and going there gives her the shits.
Flirty recovers without a vet hospital stay this time and Abrea, who is currently going to IOP because she can't function, goes to another outing where she can show off her horse and entrench herself in the sick role. The PTSD anniversary here is the shooting situation she was in. This was six years before she got Flirty and for those years she was fucking fine.
After all that fuss and tantrum, Abrea decides to leave Flirty home for the rest of her program because flirty would have harmed herself trying to task over and over when Abrea was so sad. I just have a hunch like the answer is actually that Flirty doesn't behave unless she's having treats jammed in her face all the time and when Abrea agreed not to feed her in the program Flirty responded by constantly pestering her and others for food, dancing around, making that whining horse noise and proving that she absolutely was a distraction.
Flirty will stay home while Abrea attends a P!nk concert. It's fine, she'll just take her prescribed medication. It's almost like she doesn't need a horse for anxiety or something.
She's not a distraction except at a different therapy group where the women can't stop fawning over her and giving Abrea all the attention she craves.
"I hate attention". This entire account says otherwise. The very fact that the account exists says otherwise. No one outside of her little suburban corner of Nebraska would know she even had a horse if she didn't constantly broadcast it to a global audience.
Ah yes the tiny teacup dog in the shopping cart is the problem. Not the ENTIRE GODDAMNED HORSE that only knows how to lick your hand to see if there's food in there.
Lol she's been on a tear recently about how service dog ID laws won't work because people will abuse them and gives away why something like this is necessary if she wants to stop people from bringing little yappy lap dogs into the supermarket. Because anyone can claim they're a trainer and anyone can claim they're owner-training a service animal and any behavior can be bent into a task, and stores aren't allowed to require any sort of documentation or demonstrations, any dog is a service dog. That is why in most other countries owner training is not accepted. there are a few registered programs catering to specific disability like guide dogs for the blind and unless your dog comes from one it is not a service dog. But she doesn't want that because that means her horse and all her friends' dogs won't make the cut.
This is another video of flirty "tasking" wherein she nudges Abrea's hand and then chews on nothing. Cause you know. She just wants a snack. Every time.
major progress! Her horse lets her go grocery shopping on one of the busiest grocery days of the year! Not like she goes to much more crowded places all the fucking time for fun.
"Every single person is responsible for managing their disability." ANXIETY. HORSE.
And if you remember Myranda, Abrea's former friend with the service coonhounds she abused until they went insane, lol killshot. 0 posts since i posted about her except a profile pic change on facebook. I did find her inactive "service dog program' facebook group and laughed that she actually has a rule that you can't give any negative feedback. Thin-skinned crybully, lol.
(I'll try to get a second post up later today. I've just been busy as hell. Sorry!)
Huh. Flirty looks better than I expected she would. I remember the indoor puppy pad and sawdust stall/giant litter box with regret, but it looks like someone is at least turning her out and grooming her lately. I doubt its Abrea, because the horse is so uncomfortable being on a level with her and Abrea cant give her a single inch of head.
Clearly the horse knows those fatty garden photoshoots are bollocks, she's having none of it. Pinned ears and locked hind legs... she looks more comfortable in the supermarket which is bizarre.
My personal favorite lol cow Rose is going for the sickly cancer patient look post break up with Blayze. It's definitely a look coupled with the AAC it's definitely giving tard. Plus the discussion of her dental hygiene is crazy. She claims her hair loss is post-sepsis syndrome but I wouldn't be surprised if it's from trichotillomania given the "OCD" storyline especially given the patten of hair loss.
She names the new medication, Zoloft, and of course there's a reason it's not working out so they're changing it again to Lexapro. The taper is going to take at least two months. And this is what i was talking about with her always finding a reason to extend this. As long as she keeps playing the part no one expects her to get a job or get back to a normal life. She gets to be a little girl in her childhood bedroom playing with ponies all day with no responsibility.
I'm surprised that she's on first line SSRIs at this point. I would've assumed she'd "it has side effects" and "it doesn't work" her way into prior auths for on patent antipsychotics or something. Given the sheer fat I'd also been assuming she was on a high dose of olanzapine, but who knows.
Maybe she's got a psychiatrist who is trying to stick to the very lowest side effect options to at least minimize the harm from the meds. It would suck to go to med school + residency to treat the poor schmucks with legit severe mental illnesses that actually respond to medication but end up seeing overmedicalized borderline after overmedicalized borderline.
Related from psychiatric meddit (not particularly interesting, but thread , archive):
This is exactly why those centres are moving away from diagnosis altogether and are nigh useless to anyone with negative symptoms. These kids learned help seeking and how to escalate their problems way too well and have made a huge bottleneck.
That’s the thing. ANYONE living in that kind of filth is a mental defect and it reinforces the mental illness. The pony is worse than an assistant or support animal. It’s destroying her. And all these seals are clapping it on. Poetry, really.
This is exactly why those centres are moving away from diagnosis altogether and are nigh useless to anyone with negative symptoms. These kids learned help seeking and how to escalate their problems way too well and have made a huge bottleneck.
I can't imagine how much it must be fucking up their research data at this point. Imagine if schizophrenia research ends up with the same data quality issues that hEDS has. There's already the problem where doctors have to play detective to figure out whether bipolar disorder in a chart is code for borderline or if it means a history of jesus delusion level manic episodes.
