13,397 Days Alive
A coworker is pissed off at me because, long story short, I asked for help at work when I was falling apart and it fell on her.
Continue reading “Of Stress and Subtlety”Of Stress and Subtlety
Category: After Work
Of Birthdays and Bad Days
13,396 Days Alive
Today… I’m not sure if it was a good day o a bad day. I didn’t get half of what I wanted to get done accomplished.
I did get my boss’s office decorated for her birthday , at least?
Continue reading “Of Birthdays and Bad Days”Of Desperation and Depression
13,394 Days Alive
909 Days Straight on Duolingo
I spent forty seven minutes on hold with 211 today. That’s the local suicide prevention hotline. I tried going to a local crisis center but they turned me away and told me to call 211.
Continue reading “Of Desperation and Depression”Of Driving and Dreams
13,391 Days Alive
I didn’t sleep well again last night. I’m hoping tonight I rest better.
Continue reading “Of Driving and Dreams”Of Indigo and Illustrations
13,390 Days Alive
905 Days Straight on Duolingo
So. I’m going to sketch up my floral sleeve tattoo idea. It gives me another small goal to work towards.
Continue reading “Of Indigo and Illustrations”Of Sims and Struggles
Of Twos and Tacos
13,388 Days Alive
2.5 Hours of Sleep
1 Malfunctioning Body
Today is the twenty-second day of the second month in the year 2022. 22/2/22 if you’re using the non-American date order. Pretty groovy numerological thingie or something.
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13,387 Days Alive
902 Days Straight on Duolingo
1 Crying Jag
I’m in so much pain. I don’t have spoons to be clever or verbose tonight.
I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Spaghetti and Screw Ups
13,384 Days Alive
899 Days Straight on Duolingo
1 Screwed Up Dinner
I messed up dinner. There was no saving it. Next time, two jars of sauce or something.
Continue reading “Of Spaghetti and Screw Ups”Of Doctors and Dissatisfaction
13,383 Days Alive
$349.95 for my Basaglar
9.3 A1C
1 Disappointed Me
So. I still can’t afford my insulin. I refuse to pay $349.95 for it. It’s the principle of the matter as well as I just don’t fucking have it.
Continue reading “Of Doctors and Dissatisfaction”Of Writing and Wrath
13,381 Days Alive
I had a bad day.
A very bad day.
I’m pissed off and can’t talk about why.
Continue reading “Of Writing and Wrath”Of Disappointment and Dinner
13,380 Days Alive
1 Missed Opportunity
I’m not doing too great this evening.
Continue reading “Of Disappointment and Dinner”Of Sleeplessness and Silliness
13,377 Days Alive
I’ve been awake since six thirty a.m. yesterday. I’m exhausted now that I’ve had dinner. I’m off to crochet and try to get some sleep.
I’ll catch you lovely people tomorrow.
Take your meds, folks.
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