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7 Years on Postmark Wonderland
I forgot that it was the seven year anniversary of my being diagnosed with a mental health problem, specifically bipolar disorder with mania, major depressive disorder, generalized anxiety disorder, fibromyalgia, and CPTSD.
All in all, I’m not actually doing too badly today. I know that there is a lot going on in my life with being laid off and trying to find regular work. The whole insurance thing is also a struggle. And I am also planning to have my website for my LLC up and running by the end of October.
The tentative launch date for my LLC is 1 November 2025. Tomorrow, after I’m done with what I need to accomplish for work, I will be making sure to secure all relevant to my interests, social media handles. This would also include things like Reddit and or Twitter. I think it’s a great idea because I can’t afford to pay out-of-pocket for the LLC just yet. Since it is bare minimum $140 something.
I have the URL, most of what I need now is just money to start the LLC online. I also need to get a registered agent. And having a way to Track business expenses, and all of that would be a wonderful idea I believe.
I am going to head to bed because I am exhausted and in pain and it doesn’t matter which way I seem to lie down I’m going to be in agony regardless. It’s the continuing adventures of the malfunctioning meat bag!
Or is Korbin Dallas would say: I am a meat popsicle. And if I am a meat popsicle, I would absolutely be melting into the sun, unless there was bacon in there and then I would be eating myself.
Anyway! It is bedtime for this bozo.
Take your meds, folks
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