He sees me in my dreams
Walking with courage tucked in his sleeve
His face leaving no trace
This be a fine place
Haywood left the house
Eagle courage caught the mouse
Snow cap didn’t go deep blue
I’m a keeper
First day I,ve been up and about. No pain pills. I have no pain!!
Hubby is a great dad! Boys had a group at MHD (Mental Health Department) Parenting Classes. Hubby made his ‘Intake’ appointment with a therapist. Lovely not being the only one working on outside relationships.
While hubby and I both work from home, I am out in the public with more frequency. (I produce the grocery list more often than loading the grocery cart.) This role has been a work in progress.
Four years progressively learning communicating with others, consciously. Being Bipolar is progressive and yet manageable, at times (right before a manic episode, usually).
Hatching into this world
Some of the best folk I know
P.s. Snap, the title, is relative to my mental state. Lying in bed with my dark thoughts, looking at my shelf of options (reading, crocheting, beading, face sauna) I held my position against life. Smooth is how I feel NOW.
NOW ? It is obvious that shit didn’t last as long as it could have and yet it seemed like a lifetime of pain, relived throughout my horror of a day. My attitude has been dumpy!!
‘May you love me even when I can not love myself’
I woke myself up from a dream, opened a small can of almonds and ate a few. closed my eyes and went back to my dreaming. It was lucid bro!!