I feel paralyzed in fear of my brain. I don’t get anything done and i haven’t taken a shower in several days. I know if it wasn’t for the meds I’d be in full depression mode. It’s weird though i feel split in two… perfectly fine and blatantly miserable.
If i thought 2021 was going to miracleously be perfect i was so wrong. Yet i feel I’m in the right direction. I truly am having a bipolar moment my mind split in two directions.
My word of the year is intention. I want to follow a path of good and make positive changes. I want connections and good intentions. I just have to figure out how.