My blog was created when I was in my first semester of college and since then… well… A LOT has happened. If you’ve been keeping up with my blog, you’ve watched me rise and fall with the tide, crumbling at my worst and being VICTORIOUS at my best which is all great but when I go back and see everything I realize that I’ve grown and changed from so much that I’ve posted about. I’ve gathered and lost so much and my blog was my escape- like a diary that I shared with the world lol. Seeing everything and remember it all…. its not helped me further myself, just gave me somewhere to put the stupid shit I was going through and giving a few laughs along the waysome of it was clever, come on you know it was.

All-in-all I’ve decided to delete my blog and start a whole new one, one that I wont bitch on or anything lol so…. To everyone who reads my blog or sees it or what have you… Thank you and hopefully I’ll be seeing you around…

~Harlee McGinnis (of the soon to be former, YourHeartHasALackOfColor blog)

6 am stretch…

Strawberry and I are pulling an all nighter… I’m supposed to be cleaning my house (which I’m so lazy to start DX<) and he’s…. well he’s playing Skyrim…. I honestly think it’s time to turn in and quick clean tomorrow morning before my parents come home…. DOING IT!

So who is Harlee?

So… I figured it would probably be a good idea to sort of  introduce myself and tell you a little about me since…. I haven’t done that yet. I’ve shared some big moments in my life and you still don’t know anything about what led up to those things so….

My name is Harlee Asher and I’m 19 years old (20 come the end of this year). I’m a Sagittarius :D! I’ve lived in Texas my entire life, give or take some months that I lived in Missouri, and I will probably never leave it again. My favorite color is red but I LOVE every color as well. I’m an acrylic chalk artist, the canvas kind- not side walk. I work for an Asian restaurant and its one of the more favorite jobs I’ve ever had. I’m LGBTQ* (some of my adventure of which are in My Heart is Full of Colors). I have a ginger boyfriend named Mason but I call him Strawberry. I have grey blue eyes. I love art in all forms, its very relaxing for me to do and to see. I love video games, super heroes, super villains, sci-fi, fanfiction, anime… all of it. I live by the motto: “adventure awaits!” and it puts me into a lot of compromising situations but what good adventure doesn’t right? I’m a “medical mystery” so to say. I love vegetables. I don’t/can’t eat a lot of red meat but I try to anyways (I need to stop that too.) I went to college. I dropped out of college. I’m paying student loans from college. I’m going back to college…. Lots of college I’m studying to be a social worker. When I text or message people, I can never send a message that doesn’t have some sort or smiley in it but I hate emoticons. I typo constantly.

that’s basically my gist :3

Update on Harlee Asher: Medical Mystery

Okay so… result came annnnddddd

My thyroid is showing signs of normality with a high amount of antibodies which means… my hypothyroidism is in remission! WOO!

but that means that when I go again to get tested in August, I’ll be meeting my lovely new Endocrinologist and hopefully figure out what has been plaguing me since I was 16. Too much going on and its not showing any new answers.

Happy Harlee is Happy!

and just like that… Strep.

surprise! With all the medical crap going on, it was just a matter of time before I got sick AGAIN and its… strep throat! :c I’ve had a fever, my heads been hurting and my medicine makes me soooooo very sleepy. I’m exhausted and I’ve literally done nothing all weekend. Poor Strawberry has had to take care of me and trust me- when I’m sick, I’m an emotional mess. I feel so bad for him sometimes >_<! I can’t even go anywhere because I’m not supposed to drive while on the meds and yes, I’m one of those people who will to it anyways and that was almost killer- I was falling asleep while driving!!

this is just getting better and better…

Harlee Asher: The Medical Mystery?

Mm… Doctor’s office, my old friend… and how have you been as of the recent? Oh? No changes? how fascinating… Oh me? You should know better than to ask…

Ever since I was… let’s say 14, I knew something was going on inside of my body. Eating certain foods made me sick, it made my stomach hurt but it had never done that before… found out I have IBS. Fast forward to age 16, high school Harlee has missed 18 days of school due to being sick and is being blood tested… fast forward to age 18, high school senior Harlee is being charged truancy for missing 20+ days and had to plead to the school board to reinstate her credits so she could graduate (thank god for the doctor’s notes, parent’s notes and her good grades right?). It’s at this point that she’s been poked and prodded with needles on and off since her sweet 16th year while her doctor tries to figure out what the hell is going on… and then suddenly… Stomach flu, strep throat, stomach bug all within 2 months in which she immediately develops Post-Strep Arthritis… great… (on the plus side, my credits were reinstated!)
Fast forward some more, I’m in college, and I find out about the Hypothyroidism stuff and ANA positivity which means, you guessed it, MORE BLOOD TESTING! Testing, testing, testing, ANA positive again, fun stuff. Now… skipping my time in Missouri where I did absolutely nothing about my health at all, move to April when I’m blood tested AGAIN, my ANA is negative… and my thyroid is normalish but I’d been having problems with my legs for a few years at that point so they send me to a rheumatologist. MORE BLOOD TESTINGGGG and my ANA is negative again but I show a severe vitamin D deficiency and my thyroid is showing signs of thyroiditis… (one side is hyper, the other is hypo) more blood testing… some x-rays of my legs, fun stuff…

Now, I’m 19 year old Harlee… about to HOPEFULLY find out what the fuck has been going on and if these result come back inconclusive… Time for me to meet my new Endocrinologist.

Did I mention by huge fear of needles?

The pain, the power and my broke ass.

So, as most of the people who read my blog know, I’ve been living with my mom, step dad and part time with my boyfriend since April. It’s miserable. I hate it, they hate it, Strawberry hates it.. it’s bad. Fortunately, I’ll be moving into a cute little trailer in the heart of my hometown sometime in August and it is slowly coming into play on its own! But then there’s financial blah that just gets in the way of everything, right? I’m slowly… not even slowly… very quickly going broke and as much as I love Strawberry, he’s not helping and he doesn’t have a job anymore.

I owe my father $400 and growing, my car is broken down and I have to replace all parts (which will be about $400-$600 total), I pay my health insurance monthly which is $100, doctor’s shit that keeps going on and on and on and is now up to $400+ AND I have to save for my new home which is about $200-300 monthly all while only earning $550 every 2 weeks… and that’s going to drop to $360 in the next week…

too much…

Living on my last stretch

Money is so TIGHT! With my car out of commission and my health problems becoming more… well… problematic…. things are super, super stressful right now.

I’m so tired all the time and I have no idea what I’m doing besides just pushing the pieces of my life around and seeing where they’ll fit. Complicated situations, of course, arise frequently.

Recently, Strawberry and I were kicked out of my friend’s house (it was just for the weekend so our friend who Strawberry lives with can have alone time) so she could go to a rave and hang out with some people she met there… That was the first thing I read on my phone Sunday morning and she had been trying to get ahold of me since 8:30am (it was like 10-10:30 when I saw it).

I’m just so annoyed by everything lately and poor Strawberry gets the whole of it! Sorry Mas…

I’m just stretching all of my limits at this point and I’m bursting at the seams…