Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
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”
14,769 Days Alive
2,207 Days Straight on Duolingo
0 Rows Crocheted Today
Son of a crumbled biscuit. I fell asleep writing this. Oh dear.
Oh man am I utterly exhausted from work and socializing today. I had work in the morning, but I have to admit I was not as good as I could have been seeing as I had the beginnings of a very bad headache. It got better, but holy crap is it cold out tonight.
Continue reading “Of Friendliness and Falling Temperatures”What is your favorite place to go in your city?
As usual, I have a very roundabout answer to this. The too long, didn’t read version answer is “it depends on the city”.
One hundred and fourteen addresses since my birth in June 1985. I only really remember 1992 and onward, to be honest. Seven was a defining year; my little brother Mal was born that February. It was the beginning of my parentification, but I love him so much and am so proud of who he has become and the life he built for himself.
So. Where I am now? It’s the public libraries or this amazing local ice cream place that has some of the best damn ice cream I’ve ever had. Like, lemon cardamom, blackberry with lime, and cherry almond flavored. In Chicago, it’s Chiu Quon in Chinatown. Cash only, but fucking amazing food for as long as I can remember.
14,755 Days Alive
3 Books Returned to the Library Today
2 More Books Checked Out
I need to get up early-ish. Uncle Comic is doing a drive-by on his way to a convention to drop off some food for the household.
Continue reading “Of Oatmeal Cookies and Order”
14,754 Days Alive
6-ish Hours Until I Need To Drop Llama Off At the Airport
1 Goal List To Be Made Tomorrow
Still tired, in pain; but far less than yesterday and Sunday evening.
We have to be up and out the door by 0530 tomorrow. Ugh. I will be sad to see Llama go, but I hope she had fun this trip.
Take your meds, folks.
14,753 Days Alive
1,600 Milligrams of Ibuprofen Taken in the Last Twenty-Four Hours
45 Days and Counting Until 2026
2 Legs Elevated to Help with Pain and Slight Swelling
I way, way, way overdid it this weekend. I regret none of my choices, just the consequences and inconvenience of being in a lot more pain than usual.
Continue reading “Of Recovery and Realizations”
14,750 Days Alive
2,088 Days Streak on Duolingo
Well, posts AGAIN work a lot better if one remembers to actually POST them. Ugh
In my defense, I was absolutely exhausted. Poor Lucian woke up with a migraine, which was miserable, so Llama and I hit up the local botanical garden instead, just the two of us.
Continue reading “Of Gladness and Gardens”
14,751 Days Alive
227 Miles Driven Today
25 Years Since Emperor’s New Groove Came Out
24 Jam Jars in Lucian’s Birthday Gift
1 Bottle of Zero Sugar Faygo Red Pop with Dinner
Edit: son of a bitch! I fell asleep before hittting post again.
Llama and I drove from Madison to a town called Steven’s Point to visit Herrshner’s. It’s an amazing craft warehouse with an attached retail store. It is absolutely a danger zone for people like me, people that are multi-crafters.
Continue reading “Of Llamas and Laughter”
14,749 Days Alive
Llama made it safely!!! She has currently turned into a pumpkin, and is hopefully getting rest while I finish some homework and work-work.
Continue reading “Of Freezing Weather and Flight Gates”
14,742 Days Alive
2,606 Days Straight on Postmark Wonderland
2,182 Days in a Row on Duolingo (Esperanto and Spanish)
1 Amazing New Friend Met
This blog of mine went live in the immediate wake of my diagnosis as bipolar back in autumn of 2018. It is an online haven of my struggles, successes, trials, adventures, mishaps, and medical/therapudic experiences. It’s not for everyone, and that’s okay.
Continue reading “Of Root Beer and a Radio Show”
14,719 Days Alive
5+ Hours Spent in the Car Round Trip
2 Chicago-Style Hot Dogs Eaten
I drove down to Chicago with Lucian this morning. My brain had the structural integrity of a goddamned damp sugar cube right now.
Continue reading “Of Sport Peppers and Siblings”
14,718 Days Alive
Edit: I fucking forgot to hit post again.
I knocked out after taking pain meds for a killer headache this afternoon. Completely by accident. Spock kept me company on the couch as I rested.
Continue reading “Of Couches and Contentment”
14,717 Days Alive
16 Steps Down from the First Floor to the Ground Floor
2 Furniture Straps
We finally got the entertainment center into the apartment today! Out of my trunk and down the steps without injury. A lot of cursing and three stops to be able to breathe, but no injuries.
Continue reading “Of Furniture Straps and Fake Fireplaces”
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