Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
13,841 Days Alive
241 Words Written Today
4 Sandwiches Made
So, it’s been a few days since I’ve done a proper blog post. I’ve been fantastically depressed and not feeling up to pouring myself onto the digital page.
Continue reading “Of Depression and Dinner”What sacrifices have you made in life?
Too many to name, for people that didn’t always deserve my attention.
What’s the oldest things you’re wearing today?
The oldest thing I’m wearing today is my pentacle. It’s on a chain my grandmother wore, then my mother, then me. I’ve been wearing it since 2003, literally twenty years now.
List your top 5 favorite fruits.
1. Granny Smith Apples
2. Green Seedless Grapes
3. Cherries
4. Lemons
5. Mandarin Oranges
13,834 Days Alive
1,677 Words Written Today
1,333 Days Straight on Duolingo
1 Accidental Nap
I was not as productive as I wanted to be today. Just… emotionally overwhelmed. I hate this particular holiday. Mother’s Day is not a happy day for me.
Continue reading “Of Emotions and Electronics”
13,833 Days Alive
1,332 Days Straight on Duolingo
1 Cyclops NOT Killed in Our Weekly Pathfinder Game
Ooo, am I am squeaking in at the last minute here, so I’ll type fast.
Continue reading “Of Mozzarella Sticks and Marksmanship”
What is your career plan?
It’s less a path, more a seldom-navigated deer track in the woods. I have a day job that I might turn into a career.
But in my heart of hearts, I want to be a published author. I want to sell my stories and be able to support myself.
Writing is my love.
13,831 Days Alive
2 Slices of Pizza Eaten
I talked J into buying an old typewriter today! Mellon and I are also talking about going to see them and Charles for the weekend before my birthday in late June.
Continue reading “Of Typewriters and Talking”
13,830 Days Alive
1 Ongoing Sour Stomach
I’m still feeling wretched. Physically, emotionally. But at least I still love my job and have a great support system.
Continue reading “Of Sour Stomach and Stress”What’s a job you would like to do for just one day?
A job I’d like to do for just one day, just to fulfill my childhood dream, is be a bartender at a tiny, hole in the wall, nowheresville bar. Just once.
I wanted so badly to be a great server and bartender when I was growing up. My mom worked at TGIFriday’s when I was a kid and somewhere in the world is a picture of little six or seven year old me wearing her uniform shirt like a dress.
13,828 Days Alive
1 Migraine
I called out of work today due to migraine. My head is still killing me but the halo is gone.
I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
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