It’s almost 2:30 am and I’m still wide awake. I think I’m going manic. Valentine’s evening was amazing. C and I spent quality, phone free time together. He got me a bunch of wonderful brushes for procreate. I’m super excited to use them!
Bipolar is hard. My body is tired and I need sleep, but my mind is electrified. We’re taking a short road trip in the morning to spend the weekend with my parents. I’m looking forward to seeing them, but either it will be impossible to get up in the morning and I’ll be tired all day, or I’ll be wide awake but probably hallucinating. There’s no winning. It seems like I’m always up or down. The healthy middle is hard to find.
The photograph attached to this post is a stylized version of an image I took outside the house I grew up in. We visited it when we were on our way to moving to another state. It was surreal to see my childhood home again, and especially weird to see my daughter standing under the tree i played under at her age.
Life at Home 