So this morning I am home from watching my sisters cats. I went to sleep in my bed and woke up in same. I am back on track and following my schedule.
This is how I know that I am in the July cycle. I should be … it is the right time. My bipolar always flares up for a couple weeks in mid July, my thoughts turn jumbled, my anger becomes more irrational and closer to the surface, and my focus is torn between too many points.
I am already on my higher dose of medication. I started that a good number of weeks back now. Because of the higher meds levels, doing what they are supposed to, I couldn’t be sure if I was in side the vortex of my minds physical failing.
But now that everything is flowing as it should, from opening eyes to sitting down at my computer, I can feel the discrepancies. I’m not surprised, worried, or distressed. I’m glad I know because now I can plan the next few days accordingly. Some projects will be right out , some I can do in short doses and some I can throw myself at.
This cycle never lasts too long, and if I take a few days to just sit on the back deck, drink lemon and tonic water, watch the sun move across the sky – so be it
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Published on July 17, 2014 08:05