I think I’m finally approaching the back side of the worst of the sinus infection (thanks to pineapple juice) and the ear infection is gone.
All I can say is that I’m exhausted. But isn’t that what a lot of of us with mental illness say all of the time? I feel like it’s all I say sometimes.
The last several days I’ve been thinking about words. Words to do with mental illness. Sure, you have meds, therapy, episodes and the like. But I sort of have my own vocab that I feel goes with my bipolar. I often wonder if other people do too…
For instance, I am always aware of my struggle timeline. This is my term for the space of time that I feel that I can deal with things. Most of the time, my struggle timeline is a week. This is pretty good for me.
Sometimes my struggle timeline is a few days . . . or even one day. I feel as if I won’t survive that day or two. And, once in a while, the struggle timeline is only a few hours long. I have to drag myself through everything one hour at a time.
I’m sure there are other terms that I use with myself. That’s what I’ve been mulling over recently.
That and the fact that I want to continue my education. Not sure how I think that is even possible at the moment.
It is what it is . . . and I think that I’m back.
Peace, Love & Self-Understanding
Hoosier Barn Chick