Healing a moment at a time…
Triggers and content varies (medical/mental health, trauma, miscarriage, etc)
And then there were none…
Jobs that is. I have committed to applying for disability retirement though my teaching union. It’s been a long, arduous process of attempting to return to a state of relative normalcy and to continue to do the only thing I was ever sure I wanted—to teach literacy.
My mind and body have not yet returned to balance, and I have to give up my career (in one sense anyway), one I imagined since the second grade. It was a successful run until an insect bite took my physical health in 2018, and students and neglectful employer destroyed my mental health in 2019.
I developed…(see more👇🏼)
Bipolar: when I am not myself
One of the more embarrassing parts of my disorder is the separation from who I used to be and what I used to be capable of compared to what I do now.
This post took several days to put together. During the writing, I even forgot how to “copy and paste” and use the shortcuts for looking up words while I write—something I do all the time. The cognitive connection was lost several times over two days, and I had to walk away several times. I win some and I lose some.
Today* was exceptionally difficult from the start, and I can’t discern a particular reason–other than…