13,401 Days Alive
Welp, I have officially been made to feel completely overwhelmed at work.
Continue reading “Of Chips and Change”Of Chips and Change
Category: Anxious
Of Stress and Subtlety
13,397 Days Alive
A coworker is pissed off at me because, long story short, I asked for help at work when I was falling apart and it fell on her.
Continue reading “Of Stress and Subtlety”Of Birthdays and Bad Days
13,396 Days Alive
Today… I’m not sure if it was a good day o a bad day. I didn’t get half of what I wanted to get done accomplished.
I did get my boss’s office decorated for her birthday , at least?
Continue reading “Of Birthdays and Bad Days”Of Rest and Recuperation
13,395 Days Alive
910 Days Straight on Duolingo
1 Mental Health Day Taken
I’m still struggling mentally and emotionally. I’m still absolutely exhausted. But I took the day off today, even without PTO.
Continue reading “Of Rest and Recuperation”Of Desperation and Depression
13,394 Days Alive
909 Days Straight on Duolingo
I spent forty seven minutes on hold with 211 today. That’s the local suicide prevention hotline. I tried going to a local crisis center but they turned me away and told me to call 211.
Continue reading “Of Desperation and Depression”Of Spock and Struggles
13,393 Days Alive
My dear, sweet baby kitty, the eleven and a half year old Bombay I am parental unit to missed me dearly while I was gone.
How do I know?
Continue reading “Of Spock and Struggles”Of Chapters and Crisis
13,386 Days Alive
901 Days Straight on Duolingo
5th Chapter Published on Crows at the Crossroads
1 Plate of Homemade Chili Cheese Fries for Dinner
We are… broke. Bills are paid but, much like our short-circuited oven, we are dead broke right now.
Continue reading “Of Chapters and Crisis”Of Sausage and Short-Circuts
13,385 Days Alive
900 Days Straight on Duolingo
J came over today. We were trying to save money by buying groceries rather than going out to eat. It… didn’t work. Inflation is real.
Continue reading “Of Sausage and Short-Circuts”Of Doctors and Dissatisfaction
13,383 Days Alive
$349.95 for my Basaglar
9.3 A1C
1 Disappointed Me
So. I still can’t afford my insulin. I refuse to pay $349.95 for it. It’s the principle of the matter as well as I just don’t fucking have it.
Continue reading “Of Doctors and Dissatisfaction”Of Writing and Wrath
13,381 Days Alive
I had a bad day.
A very bad day.
I’m pissed off and can’t talk about why.
Continue reading “Of Writing and Wrath”Of Disappointment and Dinner
13,380 Days Alive
1 Missed Opportunity
I’m not doing too great this evening.
Continue reading “Of Disappointment and Dinner”Of Snuggles and Sushi
13,379 Days Alive
So I spent the morning with J and Bill6, as I slept at their place last night, and I got an interesting tarot reading that left me hopeful for the future.
Continue reading “Of Snuggles and Sushi”Of Sleeplessness and Silliness
13,377 Days Alive
I’ve been awake since six thirty a.m. yesterday. I’m exhausted now that I’ve had dinner. I’m off to crochet and try to get some sleep.
I’ll catch you lovely people tomorrow.
Take your meds, folks.
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