13,056 Days Alive
I am not up to this tonight. I’m upset and stressed and just… not up to it. I’m going to go meditate.
Take your meds, folks; and hug your loved ones as often as you can.
Of Chipotle and Catharsis
Tag: Bipolar 1
Of Books and Bluster
13,055 Days Alive
1,000+ Entries Written Since PostmarkWonderland’s Inception
87 Days into 2021
7 Books Behind Schedule
5 of 52 Books Read for 2021
Today has been a long day. I woke up, out of habit, at six a.m., as if to feed the dear Mister Spock. But I was able to go back to sleep for about ninety minutes, so I got another sleep cycle in.
Continue reading “Of Books and Bluster”Of Travel and Terraforming Mars
13,054 Days Alive
So today is another day where I spent most of my morning in transit to J’s place.
Continue reading “Of Travel and Terraforming Mars”Of Dinner and Drawing
13,053 Days Alive
4 Slices of Frozen Pizza
I’m exhausted. Today was a super stressful day at work and while I managed to get done most of what I needed to do, I still feel like I fell short.
Continue reading “Of Dinner and Drawing”Of Anger and Acceptance
13,052 Days Alive
So I’ve been doing some research. And I’m livid. Not mad, not pissed off, fucking livid. Because this new diagnosis? It basically means that I’m fucking broken due to trauma experienced in my past.
Continue reading “Of Anger and Acceptance”Of Distress and Diagnosis
13,051 Days Alive
So not only did I wake up around two a.m. violently ill, I also had a telehealth doctor appointment today. And I have a new diagnosis.
Continue reading “Of Distress and Diagnosis”Of Practical Magic and Productivity
13,050 Days Alive
3 Pages Done
I picked up my meds after work. I was going to make dinner, but Fen had an evening engagement so I picked up some tacos and headed home.
Continue reading “Of Practical Magic and Productivity”Of Sweet Potato Fries and Sleep Deprivation
13,049 Days Alive
45 Minute Nap on Lunch Break
3 Hours of Sleep
1.5 Burgers Eaten
I hate the “sleep aid” I’ve been prescribed. It takes forever to fall asleep. Then, I sleep anywhere between one and a half and three hours and then I’m up for the rest of the night.
Continue reading “Of Sweet Potato Fries and Sleep Deprivation”Of Emotion and Experience
13,048 Days Alive
1.15 Miles Walked
Reffie and I went to the Van Gogh Experience at The Dalí Museum in St. Petersburg today. I was moved to literal tears, at one point. Not by the images themselves, but by the words. His words; his own struggles and emotions in his own hand.
Continue reading “Of Emotion and Experience”Of Books and Baby Blankets
13,047 Days Alive
1 New Project on the Hook
My friend Alex is currently gestating. She’s due sometime in May, I believe. But the baby shower is in about four weeks. So I have that long to make an heirloom, bespelled blanket for the Shiny little one she and her husband are expecting.
Continue reading “Of Books and Baby Blankets”Of Chimichangas and Crafting
13,046 Days Alive
I actually did something artsy today! Fen got a new crafting toy and we were both playing with it.
Continue reading “Of Chimichangas and Crafting”Of Milestones and Meditation
13,045 Days Alive
900 Days Blogging in a Row
Woo! Made it 900 days in a row! This is pretty impressive for me. I’ve not made any of my goals for the year yet, but I am at least consistent in posting.
Continue reading “Of Milestones and Meditation”Of Time and Triggers
13,046 Days Alive
This ain’t a happy one, y’all. I am about to discuss sexual assault. Might wanna skip this one.
Continue reading “Of Time and Triggers”
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