12,232 Days Alive
3 Day Streak on Duolingo
I’m a little under the weather, but I wanted to get a proper entry in.
Expanding my Horizons
Tag: Bipolar
Writing Again
12,331 Days Alive
100 Points on Duolingo
1 Tidbit Written
Part of a writing Kik I’m a member of had a “writing challenge” to describe this photo as a character.
Malignant, Mysterious, Messy Monday
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.
Terrifically Tired
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”
March’s Final Friday Jr
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.
Zero Clues
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.
Contacts
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.
Weekend Worries
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.
Nearly Friday
12,219 Days Alive
7,137 Books to Read
I’m having one of those drowning days.
Empty Cup
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.
Tortillas, Television, and Tired
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.
Sleep, Shopping, and Some Spirits!
12,215 Days Alive
6,754 Books To Read
14 Days Until I Meet Baby Bubble
4 Books I Need to Remember to Review
3 Frog and Restart Sessions
1 Entire Digorno Pizza Consumed
I officially said my final fair well to carbohydrate consumption in great amounts today. I start the ketogenic diet fully in the morning. Why?
Because I know I can do it. I want to do it. And for fuck’s sake, I am tired of being fat.
***Trigger warning for content: I am going to discuss my being a rape survivor in this entry.***
Housewarming!
12,214 Days Alive
6,750 Books to Read
22 Guests
3.5 Hours of Sleep
1 Blanket Restarted
Oh man. Today has been long.
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