Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
13,069 Days Alive
24 Banana Bread Cookies Made
4 Egg Rolls Eaten
2 Orders of a Chinese Takeout
Today was super stressful at work, so I turned to an old solace after work: the kitchen.
Continue reading “Of Chinese Food and Cookies”
13,068 Days Alive
Fen made these delicious bacon-topped burgers for us tonight. They were delicious with a small salad and some sweet potato fries.
Continue reading “Of Burgers and Burnout”
13,067 Days Alive
It seems another day of technical difficulties. Work went well for the first bit, but then I had a massive panic attack and wasted half my lunch break in distress.
Continue reading “Of Writing and Wednesdays”
13,064 Days Alive
I did a healing spell tonight. Just a quick grind and burn of some herbs and a quicker rhyme. But it’s way late and this Theo should be asleep.
Take your meds, folks.
13,063 Days Alive
3 New Diagnoses
2 Adjustments to Medication
1 Doctor Appointment
Today was… a train wreck. I didn’t finish anything that I wanted to at work, barely got to touch my calls. I’m so frustrated. The system kept going down today and it just killed my ability to get things done.
Continue reading “Of Medicine and Malfunctioning Technologies”
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”
13,056 Days Alive
I am not up to this tonight. I’m upset and stressed and just… not up to it. I’m going to go meditate.
Take your meds, folks; and hug your loved ones as often as you can.
13,053 Days Alive
4 Slices of Frozen Pizza
I’m exhausted. Today was a super stressful day at work and while I managed to get done most of what I needed to do, I still feel like I fell short.
Continue reading “Of Dinner and Drawing”
13,052 Days Alive
So I’ve been doing some research. And I’m livid. Not mad, not pissed off, fucking livid. Because this new diagnosis? It basically means that I’m fucking broken due to trauma experienced in my past.
Continue reading “Of Anger and Acceptance”
13,050 Days Alive
3 Pages Done
I picked up my meds after work. I was going to make dinner, but Fen had an evening engagement so I picked up some tacos and headed home.
Continue reading “Of Practical Magic and Productivity”13,049 Days Alive
45 Minute Nap on Lunch Break
3 Hours of Sleep
1.5 Burgers Eaten
I hate the “sleep aid” I’ve been prescribed. It takes forever to fall asleep. Then, I sleep anywhere between one and a half and three hours and then I’m up for the rest of the night.
Continue reading “Of Sweet Potato Fries and Sleep Deprivation”
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