I called my parents today to let ‘em know I’m okay
I can feel it, the slight hummm as my brain races along and somehow, I am still in control. For now. Yet I know my trigger, I know a heavy workload with tons of deadlines can send me sliding into hypomania and skyrocketing to mania with little grace period or warning. I can DO this! That’s what I keep telling myself…
…as I make mental lists (rarely around paper or laptop to when they’re created) of papers to write, doctors to call, friends to remind I’m still alive, chapters to read, laundry to put away, resumes to send.
I have been a bit irritable lately, my road rage somewhat exaggerated, but the key thing of slowing my progression has been making myself decompress. If I didn’t close the laptop up for a few hours here and there, read a non-textbook, or do something creative, my brain would certainly explode, overheat.
So, wish me luck as I venture through the next and last month of this torturous semester, sans medication and complete with two full moons. This is when personal warning signs would be appropriate for public.




thordora said,
April 27, 2007 @ 6:31 am
You’re braver than I my friend. Good luck!
Stacie said,
April 27, 2007 @ 6:59 am
Good luck, girlie!