Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
14,756 Days Alive
2 Weeks From Today is the 4th of December
Trigger warning: speaking on the loss of parents.
I feel like I’m not allowed to be as sad as I am about my Daddy’s death anniversary. it’s two weeks from today exactly. He’s been gone since 2018; I literally didn’t know what to do that day. Meaning the day after I got the phone call at something like three in the morning.
Continue reading “Of Cold Snaps and Coca Cola”
12,352 Days Alive
7,361 Books to Read
23 Days Streak on Duolingo
8 Cups of Coffee
7 Analog Books to Read
6 Hours with Contacts In
1 Tired Me
I am so worried about the endless fatigue lately. I had eight cups of coffee today and still nearly fell asleep standing up.
Continue reading “Terrifically Caffeinated Terribly Tired This Tuesday”
12,248 Days Alive
7,346 Books to Read
40 Centers Finished
2 Finished Squares
I’m tired as hell again today. Fell asleep on lunch at my desk. Coworker Belle was sweet as pie and shut off the light for me.
12,303 Days Alive
6,619 Books to Read
14 Days Till My Psych Appointment
13 Weeks Since Daddy Died
12 Books Read So Far This Year
6 Days Since I’ve Touched a Book
1 Gifted Pizza
I need to get back into the swing of reading. I’m kind of completely lacking as of late. Just haven’t… even in the midst of mania can’t be bothered.
Continue reading “Dream, Down, Delightful Downpours, and Dear Friends”
Days Alive: 12,222
Days Since the Funeral: 2
Bags of Books Disposed Of: 6
Streak on Duolingo: 23
Days Left in Trip: 1.5
I’m exhausted. I’ve been coloring in a mythological creature book to unwind through all this.
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