Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
13,436 Days Alive
950 Days Straight on Duolingo
145 Applications
48 Rejections
5 Interviews
I am tired. See above as to why. I feel like I’ve been hit by a truck physically and emotionally.
I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
13,433 Days Alive
My anxiety is stuck at a ten. I don’t know why but it’s making my head hurt.
I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
13,431 Days Alive
Two days till payday. It’s a check that is light almost four hundred dollars due to illness, so that sucks.
Continue reading “Of Stress and Sweets”
13,429 Days Alive
943 Days Straight on Duolingo
Spock is misbehaving in little ways, again. Knocking his food bowl over, nesting where he shouldn’t, using my butt as a pair of bongos when jumping from the window to the bed. Ugh.
Continue reading “Of Acceptance and Acting Out”
13,425 Days Alive
I’m starting to think that the universe is testing me. What the test is, I’m not sure. But I am also positive I’m passing it so far.
Continue reading “Of Cars and Cookies”
13,422 Days Alive
I really am craving chocolate. I’m currently suffering through the latest round of getting run over by my menstrual cycle. It sucks.
Continue reading “Of Brownies and Bothersome”
13,411 Days Alive
4 Rows Crocheted on the Current WIP
1 Video Chat
It’s nearly the weekend and, gods, could I not be more grateful.
Continue reading “Of Rows and Rumblings”
13,410 Days Alive
Today was an off-kilter day. My stomach still hurts. Work is driving me up a wall.
I’m going to bed in self-defense.
Take your meds, folks.
13,408 Days Alive
My shoulders hurt despite thirty minutes of Yoga stretches. My stomach hates any pressure that isn’t a heating pad on it.
Some wild shit is going on in my life. In family, in friends, in potential paramours.
I’m stick-a-fork-in-me done with today.
Take your meds, folks.
13,404 Days Alive
919 Days Straight on Duolingo
I don’t have the spoons to run through today’s idiocy at work. Suffice it to say I have coworkers that support the hate-riddled legislation being passed in Texas and Florida.
Continue reading “Of Caution and Care”
23,073 Words Written Total on Midnight Calls
13,403 Days Alive
918 Days Straight on Duolingo
I’ve gotten leas than a hundred words written today. But I did do some writing.
Continue reading “Of Conversations and Clattering”
13,397 Days Alive
A coworker is pissed off at me because, long story short, I asked for help at work when I was falling apart and it fell on her.
Continue reading “Of Stress and Subtlety”
13,396 Days Alive
Today… I’m not sure if it was a good day o a bad day. I didn’t get half of what I wanted to get done accomplished.
I did get my boss’s office decorated for her birthday , at least?
Continue reading “Of Birthdays and Bad Days”
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