Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
14,004 Days Alive
> 2 Hours Till NaNoWriMo
1 Lovely Anniversary Dinner
0 Halloween Costumes Worn this Year
Joyous Samhain to you all! And Happy Witches’ New Year. And Happy 1st Anniversary to my Mellon!
Continue reading “Of Samhain and Spicy Wings”
13,994 Days Alive
It’s been a bit since I’ve done an actual blog post.
I’ve… not been okay.
Continue reading “Of Ham and Haruhi Hitlock”When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)?
Attending my divorce hearing.
If you had a million dollars to give away, who would you give it to?
If I had a million dollars to give away, it would go to one of my besties: J, Reffie, or Chele.
What’s something you would attempt if you were guaranteed not to fail.
If I was guaranteed not to fail, I’d take up woodcarving.
13,984 Days Alive
1.24 Pounds of Pulled Pork Made
1 Sink of 2 Cleared of Dishes
Well, work was stressful today. No more than usual now, but still, enough that eating made me nauseous.
Continue reading “Of Pork and Progress”Who are your favorite artists?
Of what medium????
Oil paints: Vincent Van Gogh, Salvador Dalí, and my bestie, J.
Yarn: Lucy from Attic24 and the gal who makes the skeleton blanket from Sixel Designs.
Words: Neil Gaiman, Mercedes Lackey, Sarah Addison Allen, and James Patterson.
Music: I could sooner name a favorite star in the sky.
What is your favorite hobby or pastime?
It’s a toss up between writing and crocheting for what my favorite pastime is; but favorite hobby is definitely crocheting.
Tell us about a time when you felt out of place.
Oh my gods. I could ramble at length about feeing out of place on a regular basis. I have anxiety and I don’t like going new places without some preparation. Mostly though, I spent time with people well above my tax bracket and I’ve felt awkward as hell.
Your life without a computer: what does it look like?
Miserable.
What details of your life could you pay more attention to?
My dudes.
Guys, gals, and outside the binary pals.
Y’all.
I have one of the worst cases of ADHD and I am on the autism spectrum. Fucking most of my life is spent grasping at mental straw while powering through in a meatsuit that was designed with Sysyphus in mind.
I am incessantly in pain. And trying to focus through brain fog and fatigue. And have the attention span of gnat on cocaine at the best of non-hyper focused times.
Genuinely, I try so hard not to be bitter. I strive to be happy, be kind, be loving, be patient. But fuck if I can all the time.
What could I pay more attention to? The insides of my eyelids. I need more rest.
That’s what I’m off to do.
Take your meds, folks.
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