Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
12,767 Days Alive
1 Raging Headache
So, apparently I am having more of a birthday party than originally planned. Not a bad thing, but unexpected. So I’m going to buy myself a birthday cake for the occasion.
Continue reading “Bad Pain Day”
12,765 Days Alive
2 Tacos Eaten
1 Slightly Silly Realization
So. Nine days into the month, I finally realized it’s June. It’s my birthday month!
Yay!
Continue reading “Tacos on a Tuesday!”
12,764 Days Alive
1 Load of Laundry Done
I literally had some marshmallows for dinner tonight. Work was a slow motion drowning today. So much mail.
At least the weather was relatively nice today. It rained for most of the day.
Continue reading “Manic Monday And Marshmallows”
12,763 Days Alive
2 Marvel Movies Watched
1 Tired Me
I didn’t go to bed until nearly five am, and was up again by half past eight. Suffice it to say I had a lovely day. But I am unbelievably ready for bed.
Continue reading “French Toast and Marvel Flicks”
12,762 Days Alive
I didn’t end up going to the protest today with Cousin Kay for a multitude of reasons. One of which is I am afraid of dying from being tear gassed. I have pretty bad asthma, and I don’t want to suicide by cop. Also, it was storming most of the day.
Continue reading “Deluge and Disappointment”
12,761 Days Alive
1 Steak Eaten
So, I’m planning on going to a protest tomorrow. I’d be lying if I said I was t apprehensive about it.
Continue reading “Friday Night Fun”
12,760 Days Alive
I can’t attend protests, but gods do I wish I could.
Continue reading “Rainy Thursday”
12,758 Days Alive
I do t have words for how I am feeling right now. Suffice it to say: Black lives matter.
May their voices be heard over mine in the coming days.
12,757 Days Alive
31 Journal Prompts
What a month, man. What a year. I literally can’t fathom everything that happened in May alone.
I’ll focus on what I can. #BlackLivesMatter, #FuckTrump, and fuck COVID-19.
Continue reading “Self-Love Journal: A Reflection”
12,756 Days Alive
There’s so much ugliness going on in the world right now. Death, corruption, greed, and well-deserved riots and protests.
I don’t have the heart for it tonight. I wish the world was a better place.
I’m going to bed. Take your meds, folks.
12,754 Days Alive
8 Crab Rangoon Eaten
2 Cookies Eaten
1 Mentally and Emotionally Exhausted Me
Today was a day. Work went well, though I was slammed. I’m still struggling a bit but it will get better. I think my mind was still half on Spock today so my focus kept wandering.
Continue reading “Chinese Food and Cookies”
12,753 Days Alive
$900.00+ Raised for Spock
$770.80 Spent on Spock
3 Crying Jags
1 Emotional Crash
Spock is still sick. With help of social media and the kindness of friends, family, and total strangers, I raised over $900 for his continued care. I’m so grateful for the support.
Continue reading “Stress and Kindness”
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.
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