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This has become my every night. No matter what time I get up in the morning, I’m wide awake all night long. I crawl into bed with only a couple of hours until Bob’s alarm goes off for work. Something is not right. I don’t know what it is. — Something’s Wrong Tommy Stinson
30 Days of Blogging… Day 30: A Dream for the Future… Someday I hope to live a life without pills. I am not resigned to being medicated for the rest of my life. I do believe I am far from that point right now, but I do not believe it is unattainable. If such is not the case, I will be okay with that, but I’m still young…even though most days I feel so much… Keep reading…30 Days of Blogging…Day 30…
30 Days of Blogging… Day 27: Your Worst Habit… Procrastination prow kra stu ney shun // noun 1.) The act of procrastinating; putting off, delaying, or deferring an action to a later time 2.) Slowness as a consequence of not getting around to it Sure I could just play the ADHD card, but let’s be honest, mental defect aside, I am a procrastinator. Who isn’t? If you’re not? You’re (A.) Lying or (B.) Not normal…. Keep reading…30 Days of Blogging…Day 27…
30 Days of Blogging… Day 25: Your Day, in Great Detail… Today specifically? Or an average day in the life of me? Regardless…I am amused. Because describing my day in great detail could very well be the most boring blog post of all time. I’m just being honest. The Average Day in the Life of Me… Bob’s alarm goes off at 5:00…AM. He hits snooze two or three times before he gets out of bed,… Keep reading…30 Days of Blogging…Day 25…
30 Days of Blogging… Day 12: Something You are OCD Obsessive About… Correcting questionable meme wording. I hate it when people claim to be “OCD” about things when they don’t actually have OCD. If I had OCD, I would probably find it a little offensive to hear people throw the term around so freely. Much like when I hear people throw around the phrase “I’m really ADD about…” I find it incredibly irritating. Being that… Keep reading…30 Days of Blogging…Day 12…
I’m down to the last few pills of Strattera. Which means I have been on this med for two months now. I was supposed to give it four to six weeks to see results. The results of this prescription? THERE ARE NONE. Failed prescription number SEVEN. I don’t currently have an appointment scheduled with my psychiatrist. I keep forgetting to call. I’ll need to make one before the month is over because I’m out of… Keep reading…Cut from a magazine…