all the time – oh my god, they were roommates

reasonable expectations for myself for where i am at the moment:

going to work

going to therapy

normal hygiene stuff

maintaining friendships with the caveat that i need extra special help from the people i want to maintain friendships with, i.e.: keep asking me to do stuff even when i say no

taking my meds

working on being aware of what’s happening in my brain and my body and how it impacts my life – not actually having answers or solutions, just being aware

moving. maybe not exercising (ideally but eh) but moving

writing what makes me happy to be writing

you know when you read a piece of writing so effortless, so graceful and unpretentious that you are both a) thrilled to the point that you have to put it down and walk in a quick circle to make it last longer but also b) PHYSICALLY INCAPACITATED with snarling jealousy and rage

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