Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
Days alive: 12,172
Months since diagnosis as Bipolar 1: 1
Crochet projects started: 1
Outstanding unfinished projects: at least 6
Days till NaNoWriMo: 6 and counting!
Siblings spoken to today: 3
I’m having a terrible brain day. Continue reading “A Down Day in Brain Land”
Days alive: 12,172
Days till NaNoWriMo: 6 and counting
Cats asleep on me right now: all 3
Months since diagnosis as Bipolar 1: 1
Hours slept: less than 4.5
It has officially been one month since my diagnosis as having bipolar one disorder.
I still hate it. Continue reading “Early to Rise”
Days alive: 12,169
Lean Pockets consumed: 2
Hours slept: less than 6
Naps needed: all of them!
Days until NaNoWriMo: 9 and counting
Mgs of caffeine imbibed thus far: 632. And I’m still tired.
Gallons of water consumed: ½ gallon
Books left to read: 4,298
I have had enough caffeine that I should likely be able to skip halfway to the moon. But I’m still exhausted. Which is hilarious as I got five plus hours of sleep last night.
Days alive: 12,168
Cats forcibly helping me crochet: 3
Skeins worked through: 1.5 and counting
Books added to the wishlist: 3
Blanket rows done: 15
The cats were so very helpful today.
Days alive: 12,167
Hours slept: 5.5
Woke up at: 0430
Days till NaNoWriMo: 11 and counting
I apparently accidentally set an alarm for 4:30 in the morning. And then realized my dreams of my alarm going off at three and four am were likely happening. But I was in the middle of a flashback driven nightmare, so going back to sleep wasn’t an option. As such, I’ve been up since.
Days alive: 12,166.1
Hours slept: 2.5
Cats asleep on my right now: 3
Times I’ve done NaNoWriMo: 10
Times I’ve actually completed a novel: 0
Can’t sleep. Don’t want to read. Just kind of staring at the ceiling waiting for the alarm to go off in… whatever hours.
Days Alive: 12,165
Hours slept: 4.5
Hours awake: 7 and counting.
Ebooks to read: 4,289 and counting
I’ve been awake since five, and woke up initially at two am. It’s been a fight to sleep lately. It’s been a fight to exist in general lately. Continue reading “Disappointment, Disturbed Dreams, and Decaf”
Days Alive: 12,164
Ebooks check out from the library: 6
Lipsticks tried: 3
Halloween costumes completed: 1
Jumpsuits owner now: 3
Story elements plotted: many!
Yesterday was fantastically productive. J and I met up after work for a touch of thrifting and some story plotting.
Trigger warning, suicide mention.
Days alive: 12,162
Hours awake: only about twelve.
I feel like I’m drowning today.
I got sleep, probably more than five hours of it, with interruptions. I still can’t manage to stay asleep for all that long. It’ll get better, but I’ve been up since three am.
I had goals for 2018. I don’t think I’ve been that great at meeting them.
Days alive: 12,158.2
Weird Starbucks monstrosity had: 1
Mistakes made: many
Creepy ex’s dealt with: 1
Hours slept: about 4.5
I can’t sleep. It’s three in the morning and I’ve been awake for about an hour. And sleeping fitfully before that. Today, yesterday I mean, just wasn’t a great day. It wasn’t dead in the family terrible, but it was pretty difficult.
Let me start off with being completely and frankly honest: I don’t know how well I’ll do with this blog long term.
Days alive: 12,156.01
Headaches: 1
Hours slept: 3.5
Alarm goes off: 6:25am
I was really hoping for a good nights sleep. But alas, a headache.
Hopefully I can get back to sleep here shortly. The cats are being exceedingly cuddly right now. So that does help a bit.
I would read, but my eyes hurt from this damn headache.
Oh well.
At least I got to have some goofy adventures with J today. Never underestimate the power of faffing off at Target for a bit.
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