This is a Really Real Mental Health Post
My brain is going a million miles an hour. I want to talk non stop and explain all of the whys of the world. But I also know that would annoy the hell out of the people around me so I’m trying to stay calm and quiet.
I wouldn’t want want to be too much.
It’s also really hard to focus on the things I want to get done today. Hard to settle down and make the decisions I need to make.
I’m spending too much money. It’s on things I need, a hair cut, food, bills, bills, bills, but it feels like too much as I watch the bank account go lower and lower.
I just got my check and it needs to last.
It’s almost as if I can feel my thoughts running all over the place. Zooming from one part of my brain to the next. Constantly trying to keep them contained. Figuring out which ones are worth hanging on to and which ones need to be dumped out.
I’m constantly pulling myself back on task.
I remember the days when Parker and I would both get manic, feeding off of each other, taking each other higher and higher, spiraling up and out of control. Boundless energy with no where for it to go.
Today it’s just my thoughts, there’s no energy to go with it. I’m exhausted, yawning constantly, no real drive to do anything with all of the dreams that are happening inside of my head.
I know most of those dreams will die as this episode passes anyway, so why work on them now.
And that sounds more depressing then it really is.
I used to let my manic dreams take me away, dumping loads of time, energy, and even money into something that I just knew was going to bring me out of the life of destitution I was living. Now I just stay the course. I’m using the energy to get further ahead on schoolwork in case of the inevitable crash and I’m writing more. That’s about it.
I thought a little today about getting a car, then I thought more about it and realized that, that, too, was a manic dream that would have done nothing but gotten me in trouble. Cars cost more money then I am likely to have anytime soon.
Just in the few hours it’s taken me to write this (lots of distractions), there’s been another shift in my mood . . .up up up, down down down.
Just hanging on for the ride and hoping it stays as stable as it has been.