Its the little things in life that make me truly happy. Little gestures that make me smile and know just how lucky I am. Little things in my every day life that just swell my heart. Here are a few pictures over the past week or so that just made me smile.
*Note: The note was next to my computer from my 17 year old daughter*
Just a quick update. Bipolar Whispers blog is fully back up and running. As you can see I have changed the theme/layout, all blog posts have the updated signature, some have been edited and some have been deleted.
So I spent the majority of yesterday and the majority of today sleeping. I slept 11 hours Tuesday night, then another two Wednesday afternoon then another 3 (slept off an on) Wednesday evening. By 11:30 Wednesday night I was in bed, and I would say by 12:30 asleep. I Never woke up until about 11 this morning. By 1:15 I was back in bed and slept till after 5.
I woke up in a extremely bad mood.
I have cried off an on several times since yesterday. My emotions are all over the place today. I have been dreaming really bad dreams.
I feel like I have checked out of reality for 2 days and everything around me is a mess. And everything inside me is in a huge shamble. Crumbling. I am hurting, I am crying inside and outside, I am frustrated and I just want to crawl under a rock and cease to be.
I do not know why.
I got upset with my husband over dumb things, I know they are dumb things but I cannot stop myself.
I told him that when I am upset and stuff and something is wrong it would be nice to just ask how I am and want a genuine answer. I also told him that I wish at some point in his life that he has to deal with mental illness within himself because its no a picnic, its harsh.
Truth be told I do not wish mental illness on anyone, I just wish that he would understand sometimes.
I feel in the recent years, that we have drifted….or maybe its just my jaded mind today.
Slept 11 hours. Got up for and hour and a half. Went back to sleep for 2 hours. Got up for 4 hours or so. Had a hot bath and then dozed in and out of it for 3 hours. This is now 3 1/2 hours later and I am still tired. I just took my nighttime meds, see how it goes.
Apparently when the hubby came to bed around 2 am I spoke 25 or so words to him which he could not understand because they came out like gibberish. I however have no recollection of any of that. Do not even remember him coming to bed.
I honestly did not expect the med to make me sleep, I did not feel the need to sleep. But I guess my body was ready to sleep.
Today I have felt a slew of emotions. From tiredness as I have already mentioned, to groggy, foggy, tingly, and very frustrated. I have even cried.