Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
14,327 Days Alive
72 Requests Logged Today at Work
1 Story Begging to be Written
So. Y’all ought to know by now I am of the witchy persuasion. Kitchen, candle, and divination focused with a dash of just being more crafty than witchcrafty.
Let me explain how pizza is a prosperity spell.
Continue reading “Of Elaboration and Exhaustion”
14,325 Days Alive
2 Meds Picked Up
1st Day of the Full Moon
Well, I finally have my generic Lyrica again. Been out for three days due to shipping fuckery at the pharmacy.
Continue reading “Of Pregabalin and Pork Loin”
14,324 Days Alive
10 Chicken Nuggets Eaten
2 Naps Taken Today
This new birth control is not doing anything to prevent cycles. I know my body is still getting used to it but I HATE it.
Continue reading “Of Nuggies and Nodding Off”
14,323 Days Alive
3 Days into This Mental Funk
I am stuck in this endless negative feedback loop. In angry and I don’t quite know why.
Continue reading “Of Recovery and Rage”
14,304 Days Alive
2 Doctor’s Visits Tomorrow
I’ve been writing again. A lot lately, trying to finish plotting out a story.
Continue reading “Of Pulled Pork and Plotting”
14,300 Days Alive
7 Levels Earned on my Necromancer
1 Temporary Filling
I did it. I went to the dentist this morning at the buttcrack of dawn.
Continue reading “Of Diablo IV and Dearest”
14,290 Days Alive
5,088 Words Written on a Star Trek Fanfic I Haven’t Titled Yet
2 Original Characters Important to the Story
Now, let me kick off by saying that 5k was not all written today. It was written over the last week. But still, words are words!
Continue reading “Of Olives and OCs”
14,289 Days Alive
12+ Hours of Sleep
5 Slices of Pork Loin Eaten
1 Restful Sunday
I slept the day away today. Just tired of pain and my cycle zapping what little energy I have most days.
Continue reading “Of Seasoning and Sleep”
14,283 Days Alive
2 Slices of Pizza Eaten
Today was a day. Not good, not bad, just was.
And that’s all I’ve got today.
Take your meds, folks.
14,282 Days Alive
1 Cracked Tooth
Spock had decided he is starving on the regular and has taken to, just in the last week or so, tipping the trash can and digging through it. Fucking brat cat.
Continue reading “Of Curry and Cats”
14,280 Days Alive
67 Minutes of Initial Therapy Session
1 New Therapist Successfully Met
I’m fried like an over-hard egg straight from the griddle.
Continue reading “Of chips and Coping Mechanisms”
14,278 Days Alive
592 Job Applications Put In
4 Interviews Attended
I’m trying so hard to keep going. But I’m so very tired.
I can at least make it to Friday. I can do that.
Spite don’t fail me now.
14,274 Days Alive
I am so goddamned tired of being in pain.
I think I’m angry about it, but mostly just tired of the misery that is being me.
Continue reading “Of Magic the Gathering and Misery”
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