Sometimes I exhaust myself with my intensity of emotions. I think my adrenal glands have 2 settings, dead and full force. Lately it feels as if I’m either depressed or overwhelmed. If for some reason I’m at the middle ground it only takes a slight change to make me hit over drive. I don’t know.
Since I’m still tossing my cookies so much I decided to try and keep meals simple. The other day I ate ravioli with no sauce and grilled chicken. The ricotta in the ravioli was wet enough to make the little meal moist. It was actually pretty good and I got it all down and kept it. I’m trying to keep it simple but having culinary arts in my blood makes simple difficult. I try not to yell at myself if I lose it.
This morning I slept like a log. It was restorative sleep and much needed. Right now it’s 7:01am. I should have been in bed hours ago.
I’ve been med compliant for months now which is a really cool thing.
I’ve completed two paintings and put them in my Etsy shop. I was so proud that I was able to finish them without destroying them. It’s hard not to self destruct.
There’s a lot in my head to talk about but it just doesn’t want to come out.
Gus has turned into quite the protector. I like it. He even barks at Fife Junior if he’s standing by my door too long before I answer it. He’s a good boy and my favorite furry butthead. Sometimes he takes all my covers and gets on the floor with them. I wake up cold and there he is comfortable on the floor…. little rascal. Lately when I wake he’s been on the floor because I’ve been fighting in my sleep again. I kicked him one night and landed a punch on him another night. I can tell when I’ve been fighting in my sleep because that’s when he’s in his crate on the floor. I feel horrible about that too. I went ahead and hung heavy blankets on the walls so that I don’t crack my wrist again for punching the walls. It sort of helps soften the blow.
The picture doesn’t have to do with anything at all. I found her and wanted to post her.
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