Hello from the Land of Nod. That is to say, I’m hella nodding off in spite of trying to do the right wakey-wakey things. I’m in fairly good spirits besides that, mentally. Physically is almost left better unsaid — there’s the zoned out fatigue, nausea, and general malaise that is (in part) compliments of that adorable bag of germs I call a daughter. This too shall pass, but for now… I wish I could sleep forever. ><
Beyond that, I’m just trying to keep cheerful, relaxed, and entertained. My level of fatigue has kept me primarily chair-bound for the moment, so I’m grateful that my mind is being laid back enough to not get whiny about being stuck//making me be bored of things I normally like. Being this level of physically worn down is almost like hanging up a ‘Bipolar Welcome!’ sign in my brain; that my mood continues to hold fairly stable and positive is totally a noteworthy blessing. I think most of us know that as hard as it is to keep the Bipolar in line, it’s even harder when you’re not 100% otherwise.