Many people have reported strong ties between their physical and emotional pain. There is a near-standard sentiment among self-harming individuals that they want their physical pain to feel like their emotional pain. People around the world, in every culture, have reported feelings “hurting” or causing pain. These people have found comfort in companionship and love,
This isn’t a real post. But people worry when they don’t see a daily post, so here’s what I’ve got for you: I got sick. Maybe it was from the cold while digging a hole, maybe it’s due to my habitual lowered immunity from mania. Probably both. Either way, I’m a mess. To leave out
I’ve been thinking about the deaths of my loved ones today. No surprise, considering 3 people, a cat, and a dog have passed away since last spring. Yesterday, we had a small funeral for our cat Isabella, under a light grey sky. As we put her in the ground it started to snow, a slightly
There are a few things that set off our little red flags around here. Most of them have to do with me being manic. This is likely due to the several hospital visits and self-inflicted injuries over the last couple of years. Or because I’m more likely to stab someone with a fork when I’m
I love Tuesdays, because I get to see my friends, and my kids get to see a friend or two, as well. There’s nothing like seeing your friends discover new tactics or (even better) stomp them with your new tactic. We’ve taken on a wide variety of games such as Dominion, Carcassonne, and Munchkin, not to
We’ve reached that point in the cycle: Jenny is studying me, which means my behavior is quantifiably different. I’m officially having a manic period rather than manic episode. What does this mean for us this time? The last two times I had a distinct manic period, I ended up in the hospital. During each of
I slept like shit night before last, and now I’m paying the price. There are many reasons I lose sleep. Sometimes, it’s as simple as not wanting to go to bed. Other times, it’s a matter of not being able to sleep in general. Other times, I’m so anxious about actually falling asleep, I keep
I kind of like being manic. It’s kind of zen, in a really excited kind of way. I miss it when it’s gone, because it’s like I’m missing my enthusiasm. I often long for just a “little bit” of mania. Just enough to get me going through a day or two. Last day or two,
In our house, there are a few things that completely validate themselves. These things each get to be their own reason. For example, if I want bacon, I have bacon. If anyone asks, why, I say, “Because bacon.” This normally suffices for many things. Chocolate, bacon, boobs, and penis are the favorites lately. At some
While spending time with a friend, I saw her kids get into a friendly dispute over the use of something. Probably a toy, or snack. They both presented their logic, and seemed to go nowhere. Out of the blue, the daughter said, “I asked for it first. So there, ha!” He conceded the point, and
