I had no intention of blogging today. Actually, that's not entirely true. Every day I wake up with the intention of blogging the million ideas in my head. I just never seem to be able to sit still long enough to do it. Quarantine is a funny thing. I'm restlessly bored. I can't sit still… Continue reading The Accidental Blog Post
One year ago. That was the last time I consumed alcohol. I didn't have a terrible hangover the next day, but I remembered that I probably shouldn't have driven home as "tipsy" as I was, which lead me to remembering all of the many times I could barely remember how I got home. It was… Continue reading The First Year.
Medication is a way of life for me. I take three in the morning, one in the afternoon, and two at night. Don't get me wrong, I take them because they keep me balanced, but it's a constant reminder every time my alarm goes off that I'm stuck with this illness. But that's just the… Continue reading Pharmacies and Falling Back.
Things have been a bit rocky. I had this dream the other night that I was desperately looking for help. I was desperately looking for someone to beg for help because I was breaking down and I wasn't going to make it on my own. Except in the dream I couldn't get my words out.… Continue reading Why Can’t Anybody Hear Me?