Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
13,275 Days Alive
3,236 Words Written
29 Days To Go in NaNoWriMo
1 Panic Attack
So, I had a panic attack at work today. Super sucked. Basically, there was a meeting of all the legal assistants in workers comp, my division, except for my coworker Nancy and I. I thought I had done something wrong and my brain promptly spiraled into an anxiety attack that I was going to get fired.
It took almost an hour for me to breathe normally again.
Continue reading “Of Words and Worries”
14,010 Days Alive
2 Days Without Good Sleep
3 Caffeine Pills Taken
1 Bag of Good N Plenty
Did you know that I have a love of black licorice? Not many people like black licorice, for some reason. But I do. I also like absinthe for the licorice like taste. And the sugar cube. Heh. Anyway! That non-sequitur brought to you be the idea of “chill pills”!
Continue reading “Of Goals and Good N Plenty”
13,083 Days Alive
I had a serious case of the talkies today. I just didn’t stop talking. Mania? Stress? Who knows?? Not me.
Anyway, I’m mid-finishing this baby blanket for The Baby Shower tomorrow. Gotta run!
Take your meds, folks.
13,061 Days Alive
2 Pages Done on the Book of Stars
1 Long Day Off
I got to see my shieldbrother Bob, his wife, Flora, and their little one, Wolfe today. It was nice to see them. A lot of time was spent reading to little Wolfe and talking about nerdy stuff.
Continue reading “Of Drafting and Down Time”
13,059 Days Alive
I’ve got a killer diller headache tonight. I’ve tried water, caffeine, chocolate, and NSAIDs. Ugh. I hope it doesn’t turn into a migraine. I’ve got stuff to do this weekend.
Continue reading “Of Coraline and Chocolate”
13,058 Days Alive
I have no idea whether or not I’m trans. I’m genderqueer or genderfluid or something that means that while I was AFAB (assigned female at birth), I don’t identify as female.
Ugh. Too complicated. I’m going to go read. Or sleep. Or something.
Take your meds, folks.
13,057 Days Alive
I’m still in emotional turmoil. Death, mental disasters, and work stress have made a perfect storm of absolute fuckery that has me exhausted.
Continue reading “Of Ramen and Reality”
12,998 Days Alive
3 Doritos Locos Tacos Eaten
I still don’t like Doritos locos tacos. At all. But Taco Bell messed up the order tonight and I didn’t become aware of it until long after the bra had been shed and the house clothes donned. So I just ate what I was given.
Continue reading “Of Tacos and Timing”
12,997 Days Alive
519 Day Streak On Duolingo
$20 Won at the Work BINGO Game
I’m falling asleep trying to read a Neil Gaiman story, so I’ll make this quick.
Continue reading “Of Bingo and Blankets”
12,990 Days Alive
3 Hours of Sleep
1 Big Change at Work
I’ve got some work changes coming up next week. I’ll be transferred to a new team and try to hit the ground running there. I’m hoping to improve my work number on the new team.
Continue reading “Of Challenges and Change”
12,989 Days Alive
1 Mild Headache
I have exactly zero brain left over from work today and I’m watching cartoons to try and relax.
Continue reading “Of Crocheting and Cartoons”
12,988 Days Alive
1,835 Words on ‘Prosperity in Pizza’ Short Story
50 Emails Handled Today at Work
I am officially writing again! I’m also really fighting what I think is the downturn of this most recent manic moment.
Continue reading “Of Work and Writing”
12,987 Days Alive
It’s Martin Luther King, Jr. Day here in the US. And two days to the presidential inauguration. It feels like we’re just holding our collective breath, waiting for the other metaphoric shoe, or another goddamned homegrown terrorist attack, to drop.
It’s an exhausting and stressful situation.
Continue reading “Of Burgers and Building”
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