Hey you! I’m proud of you.

I’m proud of you.

I’m proud of you for getting up and going to work this morning with no sleep.

I’m proud of you for functioning with no sleep and being productive.

I’m proud of you for washing and conditioning your hair for the first time in maybe 4 days.

I’m proud of you for brushing your hair and getting that birds nest untangled.

I’m proud of you for washing your face.

I’m proud of you for doing laundry.

I’m proud of you for surviving and knowing that today was a bad day but it will get better.

I’m proud of you for not going back to bad habits.

I’m proud of you for talking it out and not holding it in.

I’m just so fucking proud of how you are handling everything. You are an amazing and strong person.

I’m sorry I couldn’t save you.

I’m sorry I couldn’t save you from the dreams last night.

I watched you get tortured over and over again and I couldn’t stop it.

I tried please believe me when I tell you I tried but I could never reach you.

The ground crumbled with every step I took it wouldn’t let me near you.

I watched you drown in the blackness I kept screaming to just hold on a little longer so I could save you but the darkness silenced my cries.

I know you are still in there somewhere stuck in the darkness that surrounds you but listen for my voice. I will guide you back to the light.

I need you to promise me that you won’t give in.

It may take a while but I will find you again. I will hold you until your wounds disappear.

Please be okay. I love you.

(I had a rough night last night with dreams and this is a “poem” to myself reminding me not to go and don’t let my illness win.)

Trying to one up someone

Today sucked. My dreams are constantly getting worse and I am so tired I want to stab someone. I wouldn’t actually stab anyone because I don’t want to go to jail but people make it really difficult not to unleash the evil that is hidden deep in my soul. I can’t with stupid people…I just can’t. Why is it that someone always tries to one up you. I can’t talk to people about my illness or lack of sleep because they are always trying to one up you. It looks like this…

Asshat: How are you?
Me: I am tired. I’ve having a hard time….”
Asshat: “Girl I know I only slept for 5 hours last night. I was tossing and turning it is so hard to get a good night sleep.”
Me:…….
Asshat: How hard could it be for you to sleep? You take medicine don’t you? Oh I just started taking melatonin I’m sure it is stronger than your medicine why don’t you take it.
Me: Suck my dick…… and walked away.

True story.

My moods suck and so do people. Why can’t I live in a secluded bubble in the middle of nowhere? People suck.

Weekly Update 22

  • Depression sucks
  • Mood swings suck
  • I’m over this shit now
  • I am working on my book again
  • I have two collaborations I will post about soon
  • I am trying to feel better
  • Time change is coming soon that means seasonal issues will lessen
  • I completed an entire to do list in 2 days
  • I am trying
  • It won’t win
  • Keep fighting loves
  • We will see the end to this fucking nightmare
  • I love you
  • I am proud of you

We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned so as to the life that is waiting for us- Joseph Campbell

My mood today sucks and what sucks even worse is I’ve wasted a day that I could’ve worked on my blog or my book. Today I am trying to play catch up with everything. I need to print out the next chapter to start working on. I keep looking around at this moment when I am working in the office with cold feet beating the keys of the this pretend keyboard attached to an IPad eating Cadbury mini eggs and miss it. Will I miss this simple time when my book is published and my blog has high stats everyday. I When the pressure for me to perform becomes real and my illness has to stay away so I can be productive. Will I have deadlines to meet and will I be able to keep up with everything. I am trying my best to overlook everything that is wrong with me right now my depression and think that there will be a time when I can look back on this moment I fought for and be thankful of how it turned out. I am doing this without looking to pills to solve my problems and that in itself is a victory.

March Goals

We are repeating February goals since I didn’t complete a quarter of them. Let’s try this again.

Blog:

125 subscribers

2000 views

800 visitors

5 Bipolar Chronicles

3 post a week

10 views a day

200 likes

Keep up with daily journal and finish it before the month ends

Instagram:

750 followers

615 post

90+ visits per week

Blog post

Overview of February goals

Blog:

125 subscribers- close 115

2000 views- 1198

1500 visitors- 824

5 Bipolar Chronicles- posted 2

3 post a week- yep

10 views a day- not consistent

200 likes- 127

Keep up with daily journal and finish it before the month ends- nope but I was close.

Instagram:

750 followers- not even close 635

615 post- 593

90+ visits per week- kept it maintained

Blog post- a few of them

*pitiful sound*

We are going to reuse some of these for March since February didn’t go very well. My depression won last month but we won’t let it win this month!!!

What lies behind you and what lies in front of you pales in, comparison to what lies inside you- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Look more optimism from me. Who would’ve thought that I can find so much positivity in what I am doing. I have to keep telling myself over and over again when I pick up my book to STOP editing the same sections. I’ve spent so much focus on that same section it is taking longer to accomplish the rest of it. Your writing is fine obviously people like it otherwise they wouldn’t subscribe to your blog or follow your social media but maybe they are because of how bad it is and I really do suck….nope I can’t believe that. I refuse to believe that this is the case I’ve had some opportunities to collaborate with other bloggers and a few influencers and I don’t think they would ask me if it was a joke. I want my brain to shut up and stop telling me I suck and I need to give up. I need to keep pushing forward. I can do this and I will do this because it has always been my dream and I waited too long to start it for me to give up. You will not win depression you sick son of a bitch. I will come out on top and you CAN and WILL not control me anymore. I am proud of you and I love you.

If you haven’t felt like quitting your dreams aren’t big enough

Optimistic titles right?!? Who knew that I was capable of finding positive things through the shit I am dealing with but here I am rocking it out but I have a secret. I finally printed out the first chapter of my book (The first book will be about 9 or 10 chapters but the way it is set up is different.) We’ve (mostly him) have completed 16 out of around 25 pages. I know I posted a little bit of the book but I don’t want to give away too many secrets unless it will help spark your interest. I have my handy dandy red pin and highlighters ready to slash through pages and email updates as I find them. I am so optimistic about it I already printed out the second chapter to work on. This is why it takes so long for me to finish my book when I get depressed or anything I can become a recluse and live in the book for weeks or months and it helps so when its published there is no going back to make changes as my problems change. I guess I can just keep going even if not all of it is ever published. So will throw myself in my work and hopefully come out soon with a book ready to publish. I will keep you updated through the process.