Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
13,868 Days Alive
5 Days, 12 Hours Til the Roadtrip to J and Beau!
2 Books Borrowed from Mae
So, Mellon’s friend Bo has a wife, who I will call Mae. She’s a really crafty, kind woman who is a voracious reader.
Continue reading “Of Books and Borrowing”
13,863 Days Alive
1 Birthday Cake Ordered
Well, I had a panic attack today. Because I ordered myself a birthday cake. It’s from a mom and pop bakery near where J and Beau live.
Continue reading “Of Parties and Pasta”
13,856 Days Alive
Mellon made dinner this evening. Oven-baked raviolis with zucchini and marinara sauce. It was amazing.
Continue reading “Of Ravioli and Rest”
13,853 Days Alive
The Crisis Hotline was less than helpful today. They hung up on me when I called. But I’m going to assume technical difficulties.
I’m still here. I’m taking my meds, reaching out to talk to people when I’m struggling.
That’s all I’ve got today.
Take your meds, folks.
13,850 Days Alive
I am fighting to stay awake. I’m just so tired. And tired of being tired and in pain.
13,849 Days Alive
1 Missing Mexican Pizza
Mellon tried to be sweet today and surprise me with Tacos Bell for lunch, since we both had this holiday Monday off. It… didn’t go well, thanks to the carelessness of no doubt over worked, and underpaid, food service workers.
Continue reading “Of Mexican and Mistakes”What are you good at?
There are several things I am good at, in my humble opinion.
I am good at being empathetic. Good at crocheting and being anxious. Good at being kind to others, not as good at self-aimed kindness.
I am good at typing on a typewriter, at hand writing thank you notes, and a hundred other little lost arts that have nearly no place in the digitized world of today.
I’m good at panic cleaning and depression napping, at rhyming a spell by the third draft, and reading far too fast.
I am good at being a friend.
13,848 Days Alive
2 Rows Crocheted
I had a pair of awful nightmares today. This morning, it was all about my father, M.R, who came back from the dead only to die again.
Continue reading “Of Matilda and Mid-day Nightmares”
13,847 Days Alive
31% Through Story Genius
2 Battles Survived During Pathfinder
I nearly fell asleep at the table while the guys were playing Magic today. I don’t know why I am so tired.
Continue reading “Of Nuggets and Not Napping”
13,842 Days Alive
1 Cup Of Noodles Eaten
I am still working on getting through Story Genius and re-hammering out the story for my novel, Midnight Calls.
Continue reading “Of Noodles and Notebooks”
13,841 Days Alive
241 Words Written Today
4 Sandwiches Made
So, it’s been a few days since I’ve done a proper blog post. I’ve been fantastically depressed and not feeling up to pouring myself onto the digital page.
Continue reading “Of Depression and Dinner”
13,834 Days Alive
1,677 Words Written Today
1,333 Days Straight on Duolingo
1 Accidental Nap
I was not as productive as I wanted to be today. Just… emotionally overwhelmed. I hate this particular holiday. Mother’s Day is not a happy day for me.
Continue reading “Of Emotions and Electronics”
13,833 Days Alive
1,332 Days Straight on Duolingo
1 Cyclops NOT Killed in Our Weekly Pathfinder Game
Ooo, am I am squeaking in at the last minute here, so I’ll type fast.
Continue reading “Of Mozzarella Sticks and Marksmanship”
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