12,463 Days Alive
1 Day Streak on DuoLingo
Depression has been handing me my ass on a platter as of late. I can’t even get excited bout fandom stuff, or food, or anything. I’m just… numb. Or sad. Continue reading “Fried from depression”
12,463 Days Alive
1 Day Streak on DuoLingo
Depression has been handing me my ass on a platter as of late. I can’t even get excited bout fandom stuff, or food, or anything. I’m just… numb. Or sad. Continue reading “Fried from depression”
12,462 Days Alive
I am absolutely exhausted today. Continue reading “Sleepy, Sleepy Sunday”
12,459 Days Alive
Being the epitome of grace and skill that I am, I managed to bang my head on a door frame earlier this evening whilst changing a door knob.
Talented, ain’t I?
12,456 Days Alive
I think I’m coming out the other side of this depressive downswing. Continue reading “Might Be Okay Monday”
12,453 Days Alive
I’m looking forward to sleeping for as long as soon as possible. Continue reading “Glad for the weekend”
12,449 Days Alive
I still have no exact words to how I’m feeling today.
12,448 Days Alive
8,132 Books to Read
1 Bloody Nose
Today was a weird one.
And I don’t really feel like talking about it.
I think I’m having a really bad depressive experience because all I want to do is sleep and not be in pain.
I’m going to bed.
Take your meds folks.
12,447 Days Alive
300 Days of Blog Posts
Three hundred blog posts since diagnosis. I guess paying for this site was a good idea.
12,446 Days Alive
Another week down
Not every coping mechanism is a positive one. Continue reading “Self Destruct Buttons”
12,445 Days Alive
Today is one of those tired but wired days. Of course, I took two caffeine pills this morning because I didn’t sleep well, but I was feeling this way before I did that.
12,443 Days Alive
I got a lot accomplished at work today. But jeeze am I fried. How is it only Tuesday?
12,442 Days Alive
8,130 Books to Read
3rd Day Of My Adventure
Currently Reading: Bohemian RhapsoDIE
I need sleep.
12,441 Days Alive
2nd Day Of Traveling Adventure
I’ve never related more to Bilbo Baggins in my life.
Except instead of handkerchiefs left at home, it’s yarn and cats.