12,343 Days alive
22 Hours Awake
I need help.
I’m struggling to sleep, struggling to stay awake; struggling to function. I know it’s a mania upswing. I know it is.
The doctor I had isn’t available.
I need to find a new doctor. Or revisit the one I dislike. I am still waiting to hear back from Dr. Ray’s office on whether or not I got an appointment for the 22nd as requested.
I know I need to just keep going.
I’m just…fighting for it now.
I’m trying so hard to be positive. It’s a new damn year. Great things are happening already!
I’ve finished two projects. Started new challenges. The new place, the keys are just a literal day away.
Patience. I need patience and fortitude. Hope, I guess, though hope always tastes like delusions when I speak of it.
Ugh. I need sleep.