I’m not a hero of any sorts, but I am in fact a dreamer for sure. One of my fondest childhood memories was sketching out blueprints for folks with no food or water to live and eat. I had it set in my mind that I was going to fast forward through life and buy out my local 99 Cent store and help those in need.
I got out of a mental health hospital a week ago today. Now I’ll move forward with the most "interesting" things first AKA my diagnoses. I was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder, Anxiety, Schizophrenic tendencies, PTSD, and OCD. Alright let’s delve into more about what this means for me and my life moving onward!
I can’t be the only one who is sick and tired of being tired of telling people that everything is going great! It takes an insurmountable amount of energy to act like you have all of your life put together. I don’t like how we live in a society where we are pressured to make ourselves act less human and more robotic. That leads me to the next thing that I cannot, for the life of me, continue to commit to: FAKE SMILES! I gotta tell you, I’ve had it. It truly takes someone like me more energy to force a smile than it would for me to just marinate in my grim state. Drumroll please for a second honorable mention that I mustn't forget to add…
Well, I did it again. I quit another job...I don’t know if it’s bad that it gets easier for me every time. I’m not proud to say this but I’ve mastered my resignation template! I send the same one to almost every failed employer. Doing this always makes me really anxious. I feel a pit in the bottom of my stomach, my palms are sweaty and my breathing is unsteady but what I do know for sure is that all of this discomfort combined feels way better than forcing myself out of bed into another place that I completely despise.
Hello everyone, I hope y'all had an awesome Thanksgiving! I spent my first holiday in my new home that I bought with my partner in September and I couldn't be more grateful for us being able to spend the day together.