Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
13,052 Days Alive
So I’ve been doing some research. And I’m livid. Not mad, not pissed off, fucking livid. Because this new diagnosis? It basically means that I’m fucking broken due to trauma experienced in my past.
Continue reading “Of Anger and Acceptance”
13,051 Days Alive
So not only did I wake up around two a.m. violently ill, I also had a telehealth doctor appointment today. And I have a new diagnosis.
Continue reading “Of Distress and Diagnosis”
13,050 Days Alive
3 Pages Done
I picked up my meds after work. I was going to make dinner, but Fen had an evening engagement so I picked up some tacos and headed home.
Continue reading “Of Practical Magic and Productivity”13,046 Days Alive
I actually did something artsy today! Fen got a new crafting toy and we were both playing with it.
Continue reading “Of Chimichangas and Crafting”
13,042 Days Alive
3 Butter Tarts Eaten
1 Old Favorite Shared with Fen
Somehow, despite knowing me for almost a decade, Fen had never seen the movie Practical Magic. Until tonight! We watched it and they really enjoyed it.
Continue reading “Of Practical Magic and Picnic Tables”
13,039 Days Alive
1.5 Burgers Eaten
I absolutely couldn’t figure out what I wanted to watch while waiting for Fen to get home. So I surfed the various streaming apps and remembered that Disney+ has The Emperor’s New Groove in its catalogue. So that’s what I put on.
Continue reading “Of Llamas and Laughter”
13,038 Days Alive
560 Day Streak on Duolingo
I’d metaphorically kill for a good Granny Smith Apple and some caramel or peanut butter. Or some grapes and cheese. Just… charcuterie fixing in general seem to be the craving. That and murder shows.
Continue reading “Of Manzanas and Murder”
13,037 Days Alive
4 Tacos Eaten
I’m tired. I’m still adjusting to the new med and my caffeine dependence is going strong.
I don’t have anything to say today.
Take your meds, folks.
13,035 Days Alive
Edit: son of a bit bitch I forgot to hit “publish”.
I had a friend over today to help me go through all my clothes and pack winter clothes away for the season. I finally conquered Mount Clean Clothes and got it all put away!
Continue reading “Of Sunday’s and Simple Pleasures”
13,033 Days Alive
3 Cookie Dough Flautas Eaten
2 New Prescriptions
1 Long Day
My arm still hurts like the dickens from my COVID vaccination. But I’m not noticing any ill effects from it otherwise. Except being more tired than usual, but that would be lack of sleep.
Continue reading “Of Prescriptions and Princesses”
13,032 Days Alive
I went to bed over an hour ago. I’m still not asleep. I know I’m tired. I even took meds to sleep. My arm is a little sore from where they gave me my second Covid vaccine shot.
Continue reading “Of Shots and Sleeping”
13,031 Days Alive
I had my meds doctor appointment today. I was honest about how much I’m struggling and how suicidal I am.
Continue reading “Of Tears and Tacos”13,030 Days Alive
3 Cucumber Dill Sandwiches Consumed
My poor team lead Miss Britt is down for the count with a sinus infection, the poor dear. I hope she feels better soon. Work went well today, though I wish I’d gotten more calls done.
Continue reading “Of Dill and Dishes”
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