Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
12,330 Days Alive
4 Hours Wasted Driving
2 Projects Restarted
2 Trips to the Post Office
1 Day Streak on Esperanto via Duolingo
0 Words Written for CampNaNoWriMo
Today sucked, for the most part. So let me talk about yesterday.
Tomorrow I will have a recipe for you, photos from meeting Baby Bubble, seeing Mal (short for Mallard, aka my brother who is now a father) and Bubbles , and a proper post. But I am absolutely out of spoons right now.
Have some poetry I wrote thirteen years ago under the cut. Continue reading “Terrifically Tired”
12,227 Days Alive
7,255 Books to Read
6,000 Approximate Steps Taken Today
Man. I have to be at work in less than eight hours. Continue reading “Finagling Friday Fun!”
12,226 Days Alive
7,221 Books to Read
3 Days Till We Meet Baby Bubble
2 Pairs of Glasses on the Way
1 Stressful Day
Happy Thursday, y’all. Today sucked.
12,225 Days Alive
I’m tired. Not tonight, guys, gals, and non binary pals.
12,224 Days Alive
7,201 Books to Read
489 Dollars Needed to Buy a New To Me Desktop
5 Rows Done on Grey Day Shawl
Got to have dinner with my father in law and Steph tonight. My Darling Wife made Sausage with peppers and onion. It was amazing.
I’m still kind of fried, emotionally, so I’m challenging myself to try and re-engage.
12,223 Days Alive
7,194 Books to Read
3 Pieces of Chicken Crusted Pizza Consumed
2 Cups of Tea Drank
1 Piece of Chocolate Eaten
I’m in the midst of an actual creative upswing, so this is just a hi, I’m alive. I’m not doing great again mentally, because I’m hella sad and feeling like I’m going through touch deprivation again even though I’ve been sleeping under my weighted blanket and asking for hugs.
I’m off to do some more writing and work on some more book reviews that are weeks behind. Whoops.
Night all. Take your meds.
12, 222 Days Alive
7,193 Books to Read
3 Reviews Written
I’ve gotten farther on Baby Bubble’s blanket! Of the actual tree pattern, I’m six rows of fifty five in. It doesn’t sound like a lot, but you can see it starting to take shape already. It makes me want to create a World Tree crochet pattern at some point.
Continue reading “Slow, Slightly Productive Sunday”
12,221 Days Alive
7,171 Books to Read
3 Episodes of Queer Eye
1 Helping of Bread Pudding from the Pub
I spent the day being productive as hell. The days started with a panic attack at five am. It happens, unfortunately.
12,220 Days Alive
7,169 Books To Read
5,375 Steps Taken Today
So, I’m kind of in emotional shutdown right now. Hiatus from actual feeling.
There’s just the over my head overwhelmed exhausted bullshit.
I just have to keep going.
12,219 Days Alive
7,137 Books to Read
I’m having one of those drowning days.
12,218 Days Alive
105 Days Since Daddy’s Death
1 Psych Appointment
I went to the psychologist today; got a new prescription for Abilify that couldn’t be filled until tomorrow.
I feel like…an avocado someone scooped out to make guacamole with. Wrung out. Exhausted.
I reached out to a few people today. Most with success. But now I need to try to sleep because I am bone deep levels of tired.
Take your meds, folks.
12,216 Days Alive
7,044 Books to Read
16 Freshly Made Tortilla Chips
I’m… not doing okay. But I’m here.
Still crocheting. I’ve read two books so far today. And managed a culinary undertaking in making keto friendly tortilla chips.
So I’m going to go crochet a bit more before bed.
Take your meds folks.
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