Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
12,379 Days Alive
7,842 Ebooks to Read
2 Poses
1 Shake for Dinner
I had today off and posed for a painting I forgot to take a picture of. Whoops.
My brain fog is super bad today, so I’m just going to say that I spent the day with a friend, did some crocheting and cross stitch, and now I’m going to bed.
G’night folks. Take your meds.
12,378 Days Alive
7,800 EBooks to Read
1,863 Words Written
1 Dead Laptop Screen
Today was fantastically productive. Spending time with Reffie was amazing as always. She and I hung out and wrote. And when I got home…my laptop screen wasn’t working.
12,377 Days Alive
Too Many Books to Read
So, I’ve been trying to teach myself college algebra. I’ve just started and I don’t know how successful I’m going to be. But if I want to get back into school, I’m going to have to know it and more math to get through.
That’s all for tonight. Sorry.
Take your meds, folks.
12,376 Days Alive
I forgot to post this before I fell asleep last night.
Not much to report here.
No spoons. I should be eloquent, but I don’t have it in me.
I’m still here. Still taking my meds. Still feeling like a slipped cog amongst most of my loved ones.
Eh.
This will pass, I hope.
12,375 Days Alive
7,784 Books to Read
2,752 Steps for the Day
I am a little overwhelmed and burnt out today. I feel like there’s so much going on in my mind that I just need to be quiet outwardly.
I’m alive and going the hell to bed.
Thank you to Reffie for the marvelous evening and the introduction to a new tea.
Take your meds folks.
12,371 Days Alive
7,760 Books to Read
3,922 Steps Today
42 Day Streak on Duolingo
Anastasia was today! And I got to see family for Mother’s Day.
12,370 Days Alive
8 on the Pain Scale
1 Bag of Donations
I went through every article of clothing I own after work today. I have regrets in that I was already in pain before I began and now my body is screaming at me for my hubris.
12,369 Days Alive
7,754 Books to Read
1 Weary Me
Out of spoons; had a good time at a pub with my Darling Wife, Cutcake, and Tink.
Going to bed as I have to be at work by 7:30am.
Good night.
12,368 Days Alive
7,745 Books to Read
7.5 On the Pain Scale
2 Episodes of Death in Paradise Watched
1 More Square Made
I’m having a really, really bad fatigue flare up. Flair up, flare up? The latter. Anyway. Brain fog, exhaustion, really short emotional fuse, and the like right now.
I feel like a bag of broken glass been dropped down a concrete stairwell.
Shattered.
12,367 Days Alive
1 More Night till Payday
I’ve not much to say today. Went to go see my psych doctor this afternoon and my brain is fried.
Good night.
12,366 Days Alive
7,720 Books to Read
1 Metaphoric Spoon Left
I’m still awake somehow. I got some sleep last night, but it feels like of no quality.
12,365 Days Alive
18 hours, 20 minutes awake
I have been awake since 4:48 this morning. This is all you get.
I had a fantastic evening with Reffie, though we didn’t get a lick of the “planned” writing done. I’m exhausted.
Good night.
Postmark Wonderland 