Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
13,456 Days Alive
2 Bean Burritos Eaten
1 Special Birthday Kitty
Today is my Mr. Spock’s twelfth birthday! Feliz cumpleaños, mi gato!
Seriously though, he got wet food twice today as a special treat.
Continue reading “Of Birthdays and Burritos”
13,455 Days Alive
1 New Adventure
This is my final weekend evening with J and Bill6 before they start their transition up north to Ohio.
Continue reading “Of Fantasy and Farewells”
13,449 Days Alive
If you’re someone new to this little corner of the universe, I have a lot of mental health issues. And some of them are kicking my ass and then handing it back to me on a platter.
Continue reading “Of Panic and Painting with Diamonds”
13,448 Days Alive
6 New Dishes Tried
1 New Fun Thing Found
I got to hang with both Cleo and J today. It was absolutely delightful.
Continue reading “Of Dim Sum and Delight”
13,447 Days Alive
1,300 Days Straight on PostmarkWonderland
Today was… rough. Ended well, though.
Continue reading “Of Potatoes and Problems”
13,444 Days Alive
40 Minute Nap at my Desk on Lunch
1 Massive Headache
I doted on Spock this evening. Gave him wet food and some treats. I’m worried about him.
Continue reading “Of Hugs and Headaches”
13,442 Days Alive
5,137 Words Written
1 Load of Laundry Washed
I spent most of my Sunday afternoon trying to write. I got a total of just over five thousand words written, but I don’t have a plot yet beyond “and then they kiss”.
Continue reading “Of Spock and Sherlock”
13,441 Days Alive
19 Points on King of Tokyo
2 Lost Games
We had Chinese food for dinner. It was delicious. I love a good egg roll slathered in hot mustard.
Continue reading “Of Chats and Chinese”
13,438 Days Alive
I spent most of today miserable. Snuck off to cry more than once.
I literally can’t get into why right now, but sufficiently stated: I am under a lot of stress right now.
Continue reading “Of Crying and Care”
13,434 Days Alive
I got to help J with a painting today. Not the actual painting of it, but more the facilitation of it by getting her a large color copy of the image she wanted to paint.
Continue reading “Of Paint and Pretzels”
13,433 Days Alive
My anxiety is stuck at a ten. I don’t know why but it’s making my head hurt.
I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
13,432 Days Alive
946 Days Straight on Duolingo
I’m… I don’t know.
Continue reading “Of Budgeting and Boredom”
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