radical acceptance

  • Untitled

    It’s been a great week. And it’s only Tuesday as I start this entry. It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to say that. Today I got some of the backpay from my disability claim. I was able… Continue reading

    Untitled
  • Addiction Tools

    I’m super antsy today. It’s Sunday afternoon and I feel like doing something. But I don’t know what to do and don’t really want to spend any money and everywhere is closed today. So I ate something and am now… Continue reading

    Addiction Tools
  • Listening to Myself

    I need to learn how to listen to myself better than I already do. I’ll give you an example. I was just out to dinner with my Dad and his friend and my knees started killing me after we got… Continue reading

    Listening to Myself
  • Fire Anxiety

    I’m so paranoid of somethings. Fire is one of them. When I was a kid my brother and I literally were playing with matches and almost started a forest fire behind my parents house. Well, we did start a forest… Continue reading

    Fire Anxiety
  • “RCA”

    WARNING: I’m not trying to get into any sort of debate, this is just how I feel about religion. I never talk about religion but the time has come to open up about it. Religion isn’t important to me. At… Continue reading

    “RCA”
  • Anxiety and Approval

    I’ve had several panic attacks in the past week. Big panic attacks. So much so that I debated going to the ER with one of them. But I think that my disability appeals have finally been approved. I’m pretty sure… Continue reading

    Anxiety and Approval
  • Stability and PRN’s

    I thought my life was going alright while in psychosis a few years ago. I thought everyone else had the problems, not me. Besides, everyone was talking shit about me all the time. And I wasn’t able to put things… Continue reading

    Stability and PRN’s
  • Dating & Other Fears

    I’m having these physical responses to dating. Like the first one I was so anxious about the lack of conversation, I started to break out in a sweat. Or maybe that was from the real fucking crowded restaurant we were… Continue reading

    Dating & Other Fears
  • I Quit (Smoking)

    You heard it folks, I’m officially done with cigarettes. It’s been a nasty and long relationship, but I’ve whipped out my white flag to shake around and have surrendered. I’m not buying anymore tobacco. Hopefully ever. It sucks. I’ll be… Continue reading

    I Quit (Smoking)
  • The Physical Effects of Antipsychotics: Part Two

    I know I was in some sort of psychotic episode the last week or five because now I don’t feel like I have anything to say. I feel boring, bland. I feel dull and uninteresting. I feel like I have… Continue reading

    The Physical Effects of Antipsychotics: Part Two
  • Reunited

    This week has been surprisingly good. I have recently reconnected this week with a great friend, and it’s been so so so nice to catch up and reunite. It feels good, having a friend. A good friend. A real friend,… Continue reading

    Reunited
  • Psychotic Episodes

    Psychosis is not well understood. It a giant ball of mystery. They don’t really know why it surfaces or how except for something about dopamine. Which makes sense to me because when a psych doc put me on Wellbutrin years… Continue reading

    Psychotic Episodes
  • Masking My Emotions And An Epiphany

    I noticed that after my therapist told me I didn’t fit the criteria for a manic or even a hypomanic episode, my depression has started creeping up with the elevated mood still here. Maybe he’s right. Maybe I don’t understand… Continue reading

    Masking My Emotions And An Epiphany
  • The Effort is There

    I’m trying really hard to change. I am. I’m now taking my meds, I’m seeing a therapist weekly and have been for over two years now. I’m seeing a psychiatrist too, every two or three months for the past like,… Continue reading

    The Effort is There
  • Bipolar Rage

    I can’t keep doing the same things and expect things to be different. That’s literally insanity. I have been an oversharer most of my life. But that’s not me anymore. Well, rather, I don’t want to be that person anymore.… Continue reading

    Bipolar Rage