Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
12,991 Days Alive
1 Stressful Day
Work was hard. After work was less hard. I’m out of spoons and I’ve been awake since midnight last night. We had Tex-Mex for dinner, which was good.
I’m going to crochet and go to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
12,989 Days Alive
1 Mild Headache
I have exactly zero brain left over from work today and I’m watching cartoons to try and relax.
Continue reading “Of Crocheting and Cartoons”
12,976 Days Alive
2 Pieces of Naan Eaten
1 Massive Crying Jag
I sat in my car and cried when I got home from work today. I’m so afraid of losing my job. I’m so frustrated that it seems like I’m not getting a second stimulus payment. I’m so tired of being tired again.
Continue reading “Of Fury and Fear”
12,956 Days Alive
6 Holiday Cards Prepared
2 Hours of System Outage
1 More Sleep Till Friday
I got the cutest pack of holiday cards from Linna before they moved up north. It has a stocking on one set and an adorable dressed up otter on the other set. I quite liked filling out cards, even though they won’t likely be there in time for Christmas. Maybe New Year’s?
Continue reading “Of Outages and Otters”
12,954 Days Alive
1 Grocery Run
I’ve got a killer diller headache so this’ll be brief.
Continue reading “Of Groceries and Goals”
12,941 Days Alive
So I did a little writing tonight; not much, but I got words on the page.
Continue reading “Of Tea and Tension”
12,919 Days Alive
Nothing to say today.
Bad brain day.
I’ll try again tomorrow.
Take your meds, folks.
12,906 Days Alive
1 Nap Taken
I feel like I have an anvil on my sinuses because I’m out of allergy medication. I took a nap as soon as I got home from work. And now I’m going back to bed. Take your meds, folks.
12,900 Days Alive
1 Migraine Off the Port Bow
I’ve been fighting a migraine all day. It’s hellish but at least I can see. I took my meds as soon as I noticed the uptick in ow.
Continue reading “Of Migraines and Medicine”
12,895 Days Alive
2 Bags of Clothes for Donation
1 Load of Laundry Left to Do
I did it! With help, but I finally got Mount Clean Clothes put away!!
Continue reading “Of Closets and Clothing”
12,887 Days Alive
1 Cookie Eaten
Trigger warning: discussion of suicidal thoughts.
I’m exhausted. And really struggling tonight. The mental radio is stuck on the “no one wants you around, please kill yourself to lessen the inconvenience that you are” station.
Continue reading “Of Ghosts and Giggles”
12,880 Days Alive
I’m so glad it’s finally Friday. This week has been a horror show for me. Knocked flat with a migraine and there was that change at work as well.
Continue reading “Of Weekends and Words”
12,877 Days Alive
I’ve got the tail end of a fairly weak migraine kicking my ass. So, I’m going to bed and recommend others to do the same.
Take your meds, folks.
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