Category: Down the Rabbit Hole
Medication Shaming
Read this article from The Mighty
It’s important.
Sunday Crocheting
12,427 Days Alive
8,112 Books to Read
$494.90 Spent On Lyrica
Spent the day napping, crying over cost of meds and in gratitude for my wife, and playing with watercolors and yarn.
The cost of my Lyrica is $500 a month. Out of pocket. Until September.
Fucking wonderful.
Drowning Saturday
12,426 Days Alive
7 Minutes and Counting with Hiccups
2 Cookies Eaten
I need space to be unhappy. To be miserable. My Darling Wife allows me this, as do the friends I hold dear.
Not okay
But still here
Bad Brain Day
12,424 Days Alive
I hate days where I wake up and am disappointed to be alive.
I ate.
I’m still here.
That’s all I’ve got.
No Spoons
Will post again tomorrow.
Tired on a Tuesday
Today’s Totally Topsy-Turvy
12,421 Days Alive
8,104 Books to Read
1,956 Words of 50,000 Written
1st Day Of Camp NaNoWriMo
I’m still exhausted, so this will be brief.
Back and Into Bed
I’m back from my cruise but just fell asleep on the living room floor so! Have some photos.
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A Few of My Favorite Things #5
I’m on a boat!
No, really. I’m on a cruise. So! This is a pre-written post whilst I am on holiday with my Darling Wife and the in-laws!
So, while I’m gone for six days and seven nights, or something like that, I thought I’d run through a few of my favorite coping mechanisms.
Today’s is my secondary coping mechanism: my friends.
A Few of My Favorite Things #4
I’m on a boat! No, it’s not a three hour tour.
This is a pre-written post whilst I am on holiday with my Darling Wife and the in-laws!
So, while I’m gone for six days and seven nights, or something like that, I thought I’d run through a few of my favorite coping mechanisms.
Today’s is my secondary coping mechanism: baking.
A Few of My Favorite Things #3
Still on a boat!
This is a pre-written post whilst I am on holiday with my Darling Wife and the in-laws!
So, while I’m gone for six days and seven nights, or something like that, I thought I’d run through a few of my favorite coping mechanisms.
Today’s is my secondary coping mechanism: writing.
