Anxiety-Riddled Thursday

12,389 Days Alive

8,029 Ebooks to Read

18 Hours Awake

I’m punchy as hell right now. And I have the hiccups.

A lot of the secondary things I do outside of work are much harder or downright impossible without computer access.

It is very frustrating.

I’m not in a great brain space, so I’m just going to go to bed.

Take your meds, folks.

Working, Weird Weekend

12,377 Days Alive

Too Many Books to Read

So, I’ve been trying to teach myself college algebra. I’ve just started and I don’t know how successful I’m going to be. But if I want to get back into school, I’m going to have to know it and more math to get through.

That’s all for tonight. Sorry.

Take your meds, folks.

Forgetful Friday

12,376 Days Alive

I forgot to post this before I fell asleep last night.

Not much to report here.

No spoons. I should be eloquent, but I don’t have it in me.

I’m still here. Still taking my meds. Still feeling like a slipped cog amongst most of my loved ones.

Eh.

This will pass, I hope.

Thrown Off Balance

12,354 Days Alive

Today is one of those days where nothing has gone quite right.

It’s exhausting and anxiety inducing as hell. I get paid tomorrow, but my entire paycheck is going to be decimated by bills and gas and medication costs.

I can’t seem to get ahead.

And apparently that’s my own fault. I don’t make as much as my housemates. And my attempts at finding side work has thus far been not as successful as I hoped.

Things will improve. I just have to work harder and more and pray I don’t burn out.

I’m going to bed.