Category: Suicidal

Of Untimely Demises and Unbearable Weight

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15,034 Days Alive

138 Miles to Drive from Work to the Parliament of Chaos

9 Tim Burton Comfort Films Watched in the Last Month

4 Specific Movies to Watch Planned (9 to 5, Clue, Steel Magnolias, and Muppet Treasure Island)

2 Days Until I Travel to the Parliament of Chaos Again

1 Crying Fit at 5am…Again

Life sure is life-ing again. It’s been a month since my last entry. I was trying to get back into the daily habit of blogging but seem to have, at least temporarily, failed.

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Of Attempts and Abapical

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14,772 Days Alive

76 Minutes Catching Up With Tina

0 Crochet Stitches Accomplished

I am… at a low point. Yeah, I know it will get better. I some of it is just too much everything all at once. Some of it is the holidays are hard for me. I know that not being able to bring myself to do much more than exists, do homework, and go to work is likely depression being a jerk. I know, I know, I know.

But I feel like I’m dying in slow motion.

Take your meds, folks.

Of Snowstorms and Surprises

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14,764 Days Alive

2,619 Days of Daily Posts on Postmark Wonderland

83 +/- Kitty Years for Mr. Spock

2 Days of Snow Forecast

1 New Job Next Week

SON OF A FUCKING BISCUIT. Two guesses who fell asleep face-first on their Kindle last night?

I know I’m gonna cry when my gift arrives. My support system has been so amazing lately, and I have just been getting run over by the struggle bus mentally.

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Of Root Beer and a Radio Show

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14,742 Days Alive

2,606 Days Straight on Postmark Wonderland

2,182 Days in a Row on Duolingo (Esperanto and Spanish)

1 Amazing New Friend Met

This blog of mine went live in the immediate wake of my diagnosis as bipolar back in autumn of 2018. It is an online haven of my struggles, successes, trials, adventures, mishaps, and medical/therapudic experiences. It’s not for everyone, and that’s okay.

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Of Alfredo and Accountability

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14,736 Days Alive

I’m still not doing all right today. I did however make an absolutely delicious chicken Alfredo casserole with frozen ravioli. Ridiculously delicious.

I’m really struggling right now and I’m doing the best I can. All I can do is keep going. I really don’t know what else to do.

Happiest of birthdays to my darling, dear friend J. And happy Halloween to everyone else!

Take your meds, folks.