Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
15,092 Days Alive
1 Interview Tuesday Morning
I have had a bad day. Post-manic episode depression is no joke. Literally discussing someone else’s unexpected loss of their beloved kitty cat made me nearly break down crying.
Continue reading “Of Delays and Depression”
15,084 Days Alive
16 Days Until Halloween
15 Items of my To-Do List Completed
4 Days Since My Interview with the Law Office
0 Responses on Any of My Job Applications This Week
Today was fairly productive. I am exhausted but a little upset I didn’t get more done. But, all I can do is my best.
Continue reading “Of Pressure Systems and Productivity”
15,083 Days Alive
83 Applications Submitted
3 Days Since My Last Interview
My roommate Miah is away for another day or so and their dear kitty, Gracie, has decided I am an adequate substitute for affection. She’s a tiny, loud, adorable little ball of fluff and will head butt you for attention.
Continue reading “Of Grace and Gracie”
15,081 Days Alive
19 Minutes One Way to My Job Interview
3 Candles Lit in Prayer
My interview at a local law firm went excellent this morning. I should know by Wednesday if and where I would be working at this place. Everyone wish me luck!
Continue reading “Of Hair Color and Hopes Up”
15,077 Days Alive
>12 Hours Until My Interview
1 Very Bad Pain Day
I got up before seven this morning to make sure Owl was awake on time for a meeting she had at way too early in the morning. Then, I laid down to catch a little more sleep. And then a thunderclap headache ripped me from sleep.
Continue reading “Of Thunderclap Headaches and Thursdays”
15,053 Days Alive
15 Days Till I See My Florida Fam
13/32 Motifs Finished
1 No Good, Horrible, Very Bad Day Brightened By a Work Friend
I forgot my lunch today. I also fucking started bleeding again, which is some utter bullshit. I was grumpy and out of sorts and one minute late to work today. It just wasn’t a good day.
Until it was.
Continue reading “Of Compassion and Carrots”
15,002 Days Alive
313 Miles Travelled Today
2 Chicago-Style Hot Dogs Eaten
Trigger warnings: loss of pet, grief, depression
I miss my Spock. He passed away, in my arms, on the 16th of June. Five weeks and I am still devastated. He was 16 and will be greatly, greatly missed.
Continue reading “Of Passing and Packing”
14,960 Days Alive
1,085 Days Since My Mother’s Death
I am down in Illinois visiting my girlfriend Owl and I realized that I genuinely feel like she is a supportive partner, not a child masquerading as an adult. It’s a rather glorious realization.
Continue reading “Of Brute Strength and Blessings”
14,959 Days Alive
144 Miles to Drive Tomorrow Morning
13 Homework Assignments Done Tonight
3 Mild Italian Sausage Meatballs Eaten with Dinner
Tomorrow morning at bright o’clock, which here translates to approximately eight a.m., I will be trundling down the road for two plus hours to go see Owl and her parliament of chaos.
Continue reading “Of Demolition and Determination”
14,958 Days Alive
66 Days Since My Last Post
4 Migraines in That Time Period
1 New Romantic Partner
I had stepped away from Postmark Wonderland, intending to take a day or two break from posting. That was two months ago.
Continue reading “Of Procrastination and Perfect Times”
14,891 Days Alive
152 Miles Driven Today to Meet Up With Uncle Comic
49 Words Per Minute Typed Going Moderately Slow
12.5 Hours Till the 221B Weekly Write In!
1 Accidental Nap
My jaw is doing the thing where it keeps randomly clenching bilaterally. I assume it’s because of anxiety, because solo trips, more than about 45 minutes have a tendency to make me anxious.
Continue reading “Of Audiobooks and Anxiety”
14,890 Days Alive
11 Hours Til I Meet Up With Uncle Comic
We got out of work early today since it is Good Friday. I haven’t ever really been in a family that religiously observed Easter, so I’m not quite sure what I should expect when I am traveling tomorrow morning.
Continue reading “Of Changed Plans and Challenges”
14,887 Days Alive
It’s been a while.
I’m not sorry I’ve been done for a bit, but I do apologize if I worried anyone with my sudden absence. I was fried. Still am, still struggling. Doing the best I can.
Take your meds, folks.
