Are you my friends? I doubt you’re my enemies. I wonder if you exist like you existed 6 months ago. Well, if you’ve paid attention to my life at all, I’d like to imagine you want an update since I want to feel wanted. In summary:
I bipolared quite a bit the last 6 months with lots of baby manic and depressive phases. I didn’t have any sex for 5 months (which honestly is a red flag for me as a deviation from typical behavior) then did about 15 times in one week with 2 ish partners. I got no new piercings or tattoos. People who acted like they wanted to help didn’t actually help and usually made it about themselves and sucked. My life was largely together despite this and I am just about graduated from college. I kept in good contact with all important adults and told them how I was doing the entire time. I just need to pass this one bitch of a physics class (which I’m only worried about because the professor is so strict and has decided to nitpick everything I submit since I skip his courses since his book helped me more). I started a new medication last month, Aripiprazole, and it’s been a small miracle, the baby depressive phases went away and my PTSD is the best it’s been for years, despite having a retraumatizing event happen in April.
I am okay. The only times I haven’t been okay was when other people were threats to my safety and other people helped me be safe again. I am healthy and when things were hard I was lucky enough to have a huge safety net of people and systems set up so the minimum was possible to achieve my goals in some way (like graduating on time).
I am lucky to be alive and have my family and friends. I just haven’t written about all of the speed bumps lately (and there have been plenty) because I am perpetually overwhelmed by my workload which I am avoiding even now as I write this. I am almost at the end though. Then I am free to find a job at my own pace because I have a part time job and am living out of my mom’s house because I am a good millennial. I can sleep and work 50 hours a week and have hobbies and actually go back to writing! I’m so excited for my life right now!
I guess I just needed to bitch first.