12,752 Days Alive
1 Very Sick Spock
I have no spoons. I don’t know if Spock is going to live.
Take your meds, love your pets.
Liver Failure and Love
Tag: Loss
Splendid, Stormy Sunday
12,364 Days Alive
7,625 Books to Read
I kind of just… made it through the day by staying home (mostly) and crocheting.
200th Post!
12,296 Days Alive
153 Days since Diagnosis of Bipolar 1
13 Major Life Events
I started this blog on Tuesday, 25th September 2018. It hasn’t been all that long. Well. Maybe it has? 153 days since my diagnosis. That is five months; that is twenty-two weeks as of today. It breaks down to 3670 some-odd hours, 220,350 minutes or so, or about 12,219,700 seconds. Again, give or take.
Read more…Sleepless Saturday/Sunday Night
12,294 Days Alive
6,569 Books to Read
82 Days Since Daddy Died
5 Episodes, So Far, of Marie Kondo
2 Pairs of Glasses Worn Today
1 Round Trip to Savannah, Georgia
Today was such an interesting day. We drove up with Tink to Savannah to help her get her car. And now I’m sleepless.
Sad, Starry Night
12,247 Days Alive
5,664 Books to Read
208 Books to Read for the 2019 Challenges
10 Nails Wrapped With Stars
1 Sad Memory
Question of the day: what small act of self care do you do when you’re feeling down?
I’m having a rough day, mentally. And physically. Just… sad and tired and run over by my damn menstrual cycle. Give me chocolate, hugs, and a gorram shoulder rub.
It’s been five weeks and I still feel a low-grade twinge of panic, of who died now fear, every time my cell phone rings.
Sorting Through
Days Alive: 12,221
Rooms Cleared: 1
Old Belongings Found: a bunch
Days Left in Austin: 2.5
Nails Chipped: 7 lol
Streak on Duolingo: 23 days
Loads of Laundry Done: 2
My body is currently in protest for all the damn things Tink and I accomplished today. And I nearly broke down crying in the bookstore because that was the first time I have gone to a Half Priced Books store without my father or without calling him to check for which books he was hunting for.
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