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so, I developed a passing appreciation for a few more melodic subgenres of metal as an adolescent. in high school some friends got me casually into Trivium, Nightwish, and Kamelot; and obviously I knew a few Metallica songs (even though I thought as a teenager that Metallica was overrated). but I had never grown up listening to it the way that a lot of my friends had, and this was before youtube so it wasn't all that easy for me to get my hands on the "PARENTAL ADVISORY" type music that so many of my punk buddies listened to. eventually my mom would cave and pick me up some Evanescence and AFI (and even a Mindless Self Indulgence CD at one point (which she NEVER would have done if she had listened to it first)), but I never really had an interest in the double-bass heavy, growl-screaming vocals that I understood most "metal" to sound like-- at least, not until well into college. (I'm putting all this up front so that y'all know that I am not a metal connoisseur by any stretch of the imagination; please be gentle with me for the shit I'm talking. metal is a wide and beautifully varied genre, and I have since come to appreciate SO MANY of the growling and screaming varieties over the years.)

Megadeth was a band that I knew the name of, obviously, but I had absolutely no idea what they sounded like. I just knew that a lot of the strung-out smokers at school often wore their band shirts, and they were metal. my Christian household was not so naive as to believe that metal was "Satan's music," but my parents were still concerned enough with its messaging to discourage it. and to be honest, at that point I was still under the impression that I wasn't interested in listening to a song where the lead is frying his vocal cords all the way to hell and back. so I blithely passed on Megadeth, and somehow managed to get all the way to 35 years old without consciously hearing a single bit of their music.

and then, one day, I was watching the Game Grumps play through Breath of the Wild. and they started making these references to some Megadeth song and joking about it. and I waved it off like "whatever, doesn't matter." but these jokes kept showing up in later videos, and eventually in 2022 I paused in the middle of a video and thought to myself, "alright. I need to know what the fuck these boys are talking about, because there's no way the song can possibly be this memeable."

I opened a new tab in youtube, and searched for "megadeth sweating bullets".

Friends. Comrades. this song is ironically one of the FUNNIEST SONGS I'VE EVER HEARD. I say "ironically" because I am very sure that Mr Dave Mustaine was 100% serious when he wrote and helped produce it some 30 years ago, and high school me probably would have fucking loved this song, if not for his vocals.

see, first of all: the verses to Sweating Bullets are Dave talking sarcastically and snidely to himself as if he is the awful intrusive voice(s) within his own head, and the chorus is Dave himself crying out in desperation about how he feels like he's losing his grip on his sanity and can't trust his own thoughts and emotions-- and honestly, that kind of fucking slaps! it's a GREAT concept for a song and it's SUPER relatable if you have mental illness, especially of the anxious and/or psychotic variety... but, they're not very good lyrics?? the verses are structured like a free-form journal entry with absolutely no rhyme or melody-- which is, I'm pretty sure, exactly what he's going for? so I wouldn't otherwise be mad-- but it all comes off like a petulant teenager who's mad that mom won't let him go to laser tag until he finishes his homework. lines like "a dark, black past is my most valued possession," "it gives me a migraine headache thinking down to your level," and "nice story; tell it to Reader's Digest!" even when we get to the chorus, it's not structured very well and the rhymes are a bit slant.

and then, there's Dave Mustaine's voice itself. I'll start out by saying that Sweating Bullets is the only Megadeth song I've ever listened to (because I have heard that he's kind of a shitty bigoted person and I'm not necessarily interested in giving him more views), so I couldn't tell you if he does this on all his songs/albums because I simply do not know. but in the verses to Sweating Bullets, he sounds like a clown who chain-smokes. his spoken voice sounds as if he's attempting to pitch it lower, but the closest he can get is "angry chihuahua." he sounds like a fuckin villain from a young children's cartoon, or an especially grumpy Muppet. I have to believe that this must have been one of the most iconic voices of its time, and I CANNOT FATHOM how anyone took him seriously with it. he honestly sounds like someone who's trying to PARODY the classic metal growl.

so all of that is hilarious on its own, and certainly funny enough for me to see why the Grumps have gone back to riff on it so many times. but babes... just wait till you see the music video. I will not give away anything about it; I just want you to experience it with the music as the artist intended. enjoy:

so that's why I find this one of the funniest songs of all time. being completely honest, I DO like it conceptually, and I really vibe with it. don't we all sometimes feel like we're trapped inside our own heads with an awful version of ourself who does nothing but shout mean things at us and tell us about all the terrible things that we can't stop from happening? part of the reason I included it on my mental health playlist is that I have myself been Dave Mustaine in the CGI asylum, feeling mocked and abused by my own internal processes and like my own thoughts are my enemy. I never heard this song as a teenager going through my first major depressive cycle and repeated struggles with c-PTSD, but hearing it as an adult still helps to soothe that sad, angry, traumatized teenager within me.

and also, I included it on my mental health playlist because it never fucking fails to make me giggle when I hear the opening line. the horrible mental illness goblin in my brain speaks in the voice of Dave Mustaine Megadeth now, and that just makes it that much easier to disengage from, because why would I ever take it seriously lmfao



(not that I didn't take care of myself yesterday, just that preventative care looks a lot different than treatment)

I started my day today by drinking a bunch of water while I looked at tumblr and cohost, and then I made myself a tea (hot, with milk and sugar) and a toast (buttered). breakfast win, even though it's noon now. brunch win.

I also took my daily meds an hour early last night to make up for the fact I forgot them on NYE, and my brain is so much more with it and focused today. good lord I was feeling the lack of guanfacine yesterday lmao; at least I know now that it is DEFINITELY working for my ADHD symptoms. my psychiatrist will be thrilled.

honestly, I do think I did a very good job of rolling with the punches yesterday-- once I realized I'd missed my medications, I switched into self-care mode almost automatically and started by taking my acute anti-anxiety med (along with ibuprofen for my lingering corn-migraine). and then I sat down, put on a very quiet 20-minute-long ASMR video, and did absolutely nothing but watch it while my meds kicked in. and you know what? THAT SHIT WORKED. 25 minutes later my headache was gone, and I had the power to get up and take care of the important stuff. not the focus (because I was still running on no ADHD meds), but at least I was then functional enough to do things, even if not efficiently.

DBT has been really great at getting me to embrace the baby steps forward, rather than burning myself out on tremendous leaps of exertion. last year around this time, forgetting my medication was an entire day of me feeling shitty and beating myself up for not doing it right-- this year, I fell easily right into the "okay we can't do everything we planned on, BUT we can still take steps in the right direction" mindset. like holy shit I've gotten a lot of good support and skills from CBT and ACT, but I feel like DBT has really been a powerful tool in helping me process my trauma and learn to take care of myself in a more healthy way. I feel like I could say, "DBT has changed my entire life in just 3 months," and it would not be an inaccurate statement. and I'm not even done learning yet! I'm gonna keep practicing these skills for the rest of my life! to some people that might sound like a despairing, hopeless thought, but I find it really encouraging-- it's already helped me so much, and it'll help me even more over my entire life as I continue to get better at wielding the skills.

my partners are still wary of me for the behavior I exhibited last spring & summer, which I think is fair-- we haven't had many interactions face-to-face since then, and the wounds I left on them are still healing. every single one of us has PTSD to some degree; it would be hypocritical of me to be like "omg just get over it already"-- ffs lmao the whole reason I had a breakdown last August was because of MY OWN trauma and c-PTSD. I have all the patience in the world to give my loved ones time and space to heal. I hope I can show them all soon just how far I've come. at the same time, I'm anxious that going home to the same old environment will put me back in that unstable headspace again-- but the longer I'm away and the further I get in my therapy, the more sure I am that I'll be okay.

I keep telling my therapists about how much easier mindfulness has been getting for me over time, and how I feel like it's become one of my mental health strengths. I think I just gotta call my own bluff, and really put my mindfulness skills to the test in stressful situations. yesterday was a fantastic opportunity to test that, and imo I did pretty damn well with it.



obviously none of this has been put into any sort of order; right now I'm just collecting songs I like and then tossing it on shuffle whenever I need a good beat to get me up in the morning. every song is on here for a mental health reason-- it makes me smile/laugh, it gives me euphoria and/or hope, or it reminds me of my own struggles in some way and lets me know that I'm not the only one going through it.

it's So Tiny right now though; if y'all have any music that gives you the happy brain juice then please I'm begging you rec it here!! it's so fuckin hard for me to think of songs to add unless I just remember they exist or happen across them in the wild (thanks ADHD), so I love it when people share stuff with me



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having a spot of bad brain, decided to allow myself to lay down and mope for a few minutes

and just remembered I left my tea steeping in the kitchen half an hour ago lol. at least it will be perfectly fine if I microwave it for a minute before stirring in my milk and sugar. thinking that it's possible I might need to change up my ADHD meds


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bad brain is better now (: tea and some music were wonderful distractions. here's what I listened to while I enjoyed my tea (along with some other covers by this immensely talented person)

(as a side note: I'm making a playlist full of songs that make me laugh and/or help inspire me to work on myself and my mental health; feel free to rec any songs that do that for you)