I don’t know if the increased Lamotrigine is helping me step out or if I’m just sick & tired of being sick & tired, but I had the first good weekend in a long time. I texted my sister-in-law and asked her if I could come up and visit her, my brother and their two kids and she said sure, fine so I went and I enjoyed every second. I had to get over an enormous resistance hurdle, mind you, (or the urge to inertia, if that makes any sense) but I kept telling myself “You’re going and that’s final!” and I’m so damn glad I went. I just enjoyed every damn second!! I love my niece and nephew to distraction and at 5 (nephew) and 7 (niece) they are so cute and fun, it was just a joy. There was no time for me to ruminate and sulk in my downtrodden juices of despair. It was just great. I also had great visits with my brother and his wife. I am so grateful to them for their open hearts and home.
On the way home I stopped by my parents’ house and had a nice visit there too. Since I came home it’s been pretty good, doing some putzing around and taking a good walk. Now I am savoring the effects of a magical brownie and enjoying a cool evening that whispers promises of rain, we’ll see if the evening is just teasing or if it comes to fruition but the cool is lovely in the middle of a hot summer. Oh. Did I mention that I love summer? I so do.
Someone wrote a comment on my blog (Rose maybe?) about doing the exact opposite of what you want to do when you’re in the doldrums, the idea being to force yourself to do what’s good for you even if you don’t feel like it, and I have to say, that helped me a lot. This is how this weekend came about and this is how these blogs work in such a supportive way. So, thank you!
Over and out, peaches to yer Mama, Bipolar on Fire say HEY! Keep the faith and as they say in the 12-Step Programs, KEEP COMING BACK!!