Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
14,891 Days Alive
152 Miles Driven Today to Meet Up With Uncle Comic
49 Words Per Minute Typed Going Moderately Slow
12.5 Hours Till the 221B Weekly Write In!
1 Accidental Nap
My jaw is doing the thing where it keeps randomly clenching bilaterally. I assume it’s because of anxiety, because solo trips, more than about 45 minutes have a tendency to make me anxious.
Continue reading “Of Audiobooks and Anxiety”
14,890 Days Alive
11 Hours Til I Meet Up With Uncle Comic
We got out of work early today since it is Good Friday. I haven’t ever really been in a family that religiously observed Easter, so I’m not quite sure what I should expect when I am traveling tomorrow morning.
Continue reading “Of Changed Plans and Challenges”
14,889 Days Alive
4 Layers of Clothing Soaked Through Getting from My Vehicle to the Front Door
1 Spilled Cup of Slightly Splenda-Sweetened Sweet Tea
Physics defeated me this evening by reminding me that an object in motion will stay in motion unless acted upon otherwise. What does that mean? My hand, and a good square foot of my bedroom carpet, got covered in diabetic-friendly sweet tea.
Continue reading “Of Tea Spills and Torrential Downpours”
14,887 Days Alive
It’s been a while.
I’m not sorry I’ve been done for a bit, but I do apologize if I worried anyone with my sudden absence. I was fried. Still am, still struggling. Doing the best I can.
Take your meds, folks.
14,808 Days Alive
1 Closet Now 2/3rds of the Way Cleaned Up
The photo you see is me taking a step back from my closet. I haven’t really been able to bring myself to actually start this project until pretty much earlier this evening. I’m going to keep working after this and my initial discussion board post for school this week. After that, who the heck knows what’s gonna happen.
Take your meds, folks.
14,807 Days Alive
1 Closet in Desperate Need of a Clean Up
The photo you see is me taking a step back, looking at the monster hellscape that has become my closet, and nearly crying.
I’m going to tackle it today. Pray for me.
And take your meds, folks!
14,800 Days Alive
2,236 Days Straight on Duolingo
It’s a super moon today, the first full moon of 2026. There is also some kind of meteor shower thing that I haven’t bothered to go outside and look at. I’m so, so tired of being in discomfort, and pain, and unable to focus. I am doing my best to keep going. I’m doing yoga as often as I am physically capable of doing so. Sleep is elusive due to pain and discomfort; I fell asleep after 4 AM this morning and I assume that Sunday will be more of the same.
Take your meds, folks
14,794 Days Alive
2,230 Days Straight on Duolingo
5 Shelves on the Bookshelf I Built This Evening
3 Ibuprofen Taken
Welp, I had a full on panic attack today. Pretty much disassembled my room onto my bed trying to find the old smart watch that DW gave me back in 2020.
Continue reading “Of Hip Pain and Hydroxyzine”
14,793 Days Alive
3 Packs of Coca Cola Purchased for the House
3 Pound Bag of Yellow Onions Bought for $1.89
1 Trip to Goodwill with Lucian This Afternoon
Well, I found one more book for my bookshelf when Lucian and I went to Goodwill this afternoon.
Continue reading “Of Clean Up and Construction”
14,789 Days Alive
2 Packets of Hot Cocoa Powder Accidentally Added to My Cup
My new job does the full-timers well around the holidays. And Rose, rockstar that she is, set up a hot cocoa bar in the break room! Super cool. Of course, I got distracted listening to someone talk about books and accidentally added two packets of hot cocoa to one cup. A delicious mistake, but I kinda felt bad.
Continue reading “Of Deep Breaths and Double Hot Cocoa”
14,788 Days Alive
2,222 Days Straight on Duolingo
2 Massive Trays of Chicken Nachos Made for Dinner
Well, I finished today kind of late, but at least I finished. I am still struggling emotionally with the holidays and everything else going on right now. And that stuff going on in my life, the lives of my loved ones, and the general world on fire thing we’re all dealing with right now.
Continue reading “Of Cotija Cheese and Chuckles”
14,787 Days Alive
2,223 Days Straight on Duolingo
$86.47 Due for My January Health Insurance Premium
40th Winter Solstice I Have Lived
3 Hours Or Less Sleep Gotten
1 Burnt Out Self
I fell asleep after six am and was up again by ten a.m. For whatever reason, even with my anti-anxiety meds, sleep evades me.
Continue reading “Of Tiny Turtles and Turn Around Time”
14,785 Days Alive
2,221 Days Straight on Duolingo
4 Hours Spent at the Big Gay Holiday Market
1 Hug from a Stranger
Trigger warning: discussion of parental demise.
I actually fought with myself on whether or not to post this one. I’ve decided to post it, but heavily trimmed of most of the anger I originally had spewing in this.
Continue reading “Of Holiday Markets and Hugs”
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