You question what it is. Is it a really good day? The art of coming out of the dark? The fact that I’m starting to feel better? Getting joy out of existence. Taking in each part of every day, living in it and loving it. Am I paying too much attention? Overanalyzing? Combing through the… Continue reading Just a good day or something more?
Tag: mental illness
Figuring Things Out
I get excited when I figure things out. This stretches from small, little, non important things and then spans to grand things. Getting in Gear Yesterday I used the saying “I need to get my butt in gear” and it hit me like a pile of bricks to the head, that I knew what that… Continue reading Figuring Things Out
Not Getting What I Want
While surfing through the many, many, many pages of Pinterest I came across this quote from the Dalai Lama. “Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck.” I stopped scrolling. I just stared at the screen and then my chin fell off my hand and I had to catch… Continue reading Not Getting What I Want
One Pill, Two Pill, Red Pill, Zombie
I stare at the computer screen. My mind is blank. The lack of racing thoughts is a delight, quite a nice little present, given to me in a pink polka dotted wrapped box with a coordinating bow. This is what we were going for, right? To have the anxiety, racing irrational thoughts, and paranoia to… Continue reading One Pill, Two Pill, Red Pill, Zombie
Fighting Depression
After sleeping some 13 hours (yes you are reading that correctly) from Friday into Saturday morning, I was determined that I was going to take an assertive attack on the depression that was lurking over my head like a dark cloud. It was during the consumption of a cup of coffee that I devised my… Continue reading Fighting Depression
Shoo Fly Don’t Bother Me
Laying in bed, I can see the sun shining through the window. My red curtains are illuminated and resemble more of a dusky pink in the darkened room. I am on my stomach and am in the most incredibly comfortable position. Everything is bliss, except for the sound of my alarm chirping away. It’s the… Continue reading Shoo Fly Don’t Bother Me
A Mid-Week Check In
Much has happened over the last week or so. I had a feeling I would be a bit busier as my college semester ended, but I did not expect to be as busy as I have been. As a result, I have not been writing as much, because how can I write when I am… Continue reading A Mid-Week Check In
