12,518 Days Alive
1.25 Miles Walked Today
1 Awesome, If Exhausting, Day
I hung out with Chelé today. It was a delightful romp through a land of crafts and shiny things. I even found ruby chocolate for my Darling Wife!
Continue reading “Chelé and Chocolate”
12,517 Days Alive
3 Rolls of Sushi Eaten
1 Birthday Celebrated
We had a birthday party for my mother in law today.
Continue reading “Painting and Parents (In Law)”
Still 12,489 Days Alive
I really just feel frayed as a broken rope.
Continue reading “On the Road Again”
12,489 Days Alive
5 Medications Picked Up
0 Doses of Lyrica Left
Trigger warning: discussion of suicidal thoughts.
Despite being told otherwise when I dropped the prescription off, Publix Pharmacy will not partially fill my Lyrica while they are doing the prior authorization.
Continue reading “Somewhat Upsetting Sunday”
12,451 Days Alive
It’s hard having suicidal thoughts.
Continue reading “Downward Spiraling”
12,424 Days Alive
I hate days where I wake up and am disappointed to be alive.
I’m still here.
That’s all I’ve got.
12,239 Days Alive
I am a failure and I want to die most days. Continue reading “Insomnia Interlude 11”
12, 222 Days Alive
7,193 Books to Read
3 Reviews Written
I’ve gotten farther on Baby Bubble’s blanket! Of the actual tree pattern, I’m six rows of fifty five in. It doesn’t sound like a lot, but you can see it starting to take shape already. It makes me want to create a World Tree crochet pattern at some point.
Continue reading “Slow, Slightly Productive Sunday”
12,302 Days Alive
6,602 Books to Read
16 Days Till My Psych Appointment
9 Days Since I Last Slept Through the Night
3 Bars of Royalty Soap Bars That I Want (But can’t justify literally $30 for three bars of soap when I am this broke)
1 Living Room Vacuumed
1/2 Basket of Clothing Put Away
I am mentally and emotionally burned out. I keep going because I have goals set and I literally don’t know what else to do. But I feel like I’m on autopilot.
Continue reading “Still Here on a Monday”
12,287 Days Alive
6,488 Ebooks to Read
I am still catastrophically low on mental resources today. I’m barely able to write a text, never mind a story.
Continue reading “Caught in the Undertow Still”