Back with another casual life update. About four years ago I did a stint in the local mental hospital and that's where I was diagnosed with autism and bipolar. During that time the doctor prescribed me the lowest possible dose of ceroquil and it f*cked me up. After that we determined that I was sensitive … Continue reading They F*cked me UP [getting help is a long process]
I used to be the first person to say this. You can probably find it somewhere if you scroll long enough on my social media. REAL self-care I used to say was looking at yourself, your inner self and doing the emotional work. I still agree with this, part of self-care is definitely working through … Continue reading Makeup is NOT self-care?
For anyone following along here's the update. sept. 7th 2019. I'm working nights for the last week next week, which is both exciting and relieving because it will allow me to sleep properly for the first time in about 6 months. It should also help to calm some of the symptoms I have been experiencing. … Continue reading For the love of god stop googling your symptoms: A Life Update.
It's probably best to start at the beginning, or the middle maybe, better to keep your interest. I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder at 16 and it wasn't until the age of 23 while staying in the mental hospital that I was diagnosed with autism as well. Even with the diagnosis' I just kept working. … Continue reading THIS is Bipolar Disorder.
I love it. Female empowerment, feeling strong and sexy, overcoming character defects (or trying to at least) AND singing about it! Lizzo, you got me girl. The only thing is, I'm the most socially awkward book nerd of a woman you'll have ever met. I might have had it all wrong. When I thought of … Continue reading Rise of The Bad Bitch
At 27 years old I find myself in the grocery store trying to buy food for the week ahead. It seems easy enough, everyone around me is doing it with ease. The thing is, every time I get home I find myself stocking my fridge full of condiments. Ketchup, pickles, olives, ranch dressing... Ask me … Continue reading Because When I Grocery Shop I Only Buy Condiments.