I met with my new medical doctor today. She’d actually read my chart and knew I’m bipolar and have been hospitalized for suicidal ideation. I’ve never had a new doctor come in prepared like that. It felt good to not have to bring it up myself, especially since I’m so prone not to.

On my way to pick up lunch today I saw this man in his car rocking out. Like, really just getting down with his car dancing. It made me so happy to see someone having so much fun in such a regularly dull part of the day.

This afternoon I had a customer come in and first thing she came up to thank me for the help I gave her the day before. She said it was just the boost of confidence she needed to get her jewelry legs back under her. I was so glad that I helped her and so touched that she took the time to thank me again.

Mental Health


"curl shine" © Jon Fife, 2007. CC BY-SA 2.0.
curl shine” © Jon Fife, 2007. CC BY-SA 2.0.

Last night I curled up on the couch hoping that maybe, just maybe, if I could fold into myself tight enough I would simply cease to exist.

Today I got up, put on three layers of clothing plus rain gear, and took a walk with a friend.

Came home, did laundry, and went running. Continue reading →