Good Morning!
And it is, it is. It is freakin' beautiful outside. 61 degrees at the moment. I do NOT have the A/C on. I have the windows open. I can smell the fresh air and hear the breeze moving through the trees.
Glorious.
I'm going to go for a walk in a bit. I have SO much to do today. Just so much.
I am tired but bearably so. No meds again. I had a rough night, kept waking up. Lots and lots of dreams though I don't remember a single one. My brother, one of my half brothers, was in one of them and a friend, or used to be friend, was in another. She was yelling and crying and screaming but I don't remember about what.
So, just fleeting fragments.
My resting heart rate has gone back down to 51 and my sleeping heart rate seems to have gone down to an average of 43-45, which is excellent.
I do think my elevated heart rate and blood pressure were from the THC I was taking to sleep. Because I have taken so many things since and bp and rhr have gone WAY back down.
So these are good things. As I stated yesterday, I did light some palo santo and talked to mom. I also talked to dad, and my bio dad and his mother, who I never got to meet. I cried and I said all the things.
It was good to get it out. One of the things the antidepressants do to me, is to dumb down my feelings. This can be both a blessing and a curse.
So to be able to really cry and feel it...it was healing.
So back to the sleep thing; I'm wondering, ya know if I hit it hard on Saturdays, can I take the meds just on Saturday night to get in the hours I need? Just once a week? I haven't made a decision on that.
It's taken 3 days for me, without the meds, to wake up feeling awake and not like I'm walking through some kind of muddy fog.
I'm not feeling much like going back to that place.
I'm finding that mental health truly is a game of balance, trial and error.
You have to be willing to get through the error part.
My Grey, my little beloved Familiar, is amazing to me. She has become much more cuddly in terms of laying next to me at night. I think she see's how Pumpkin is when she comes in. She has stopped losing weight. She was a healthy 9 pounder for most of her life and age has somewhat decreased her appetite so she went down to 6lbs and has hovered between 6 and 6.2lbs.
She still plays when she's so motivated, she still jumps, although yesterday she attempted a jump and didn't make it.
I try to spend time with each of the cats. My little Mocha has started coming and asking for love and so I give her as much as she wants. She's much more aloof than the other two but she loves love. She is my awkward little girl and I adore her.
I still think of Pumps as a baby, even though technically, she's a teenager.
The joy that girl has brought to my life is...well it was totally unexpected. I'm obsessed.
Anyways, work. Yeah so, I'm sometimes afraid to say to much, lest my blog and my YouTube channel be found out.
It's not bad, not anymore. All the ick from the starting point, it was because it was unknown and I was intimidated. I really like these people. I guess for me, it's still the drive. It's their family dynamic. These are good people, they really are. It's just that my relationships are all so very healthy now. I am healthy now, much healthier than I used to be...Gods know.
Yesterday, trying to get any work done was awful. And the clock was sooo slow; Tick........Tick......Tick. Torture. I left early. I just...man.
But I think now...I'm gonna go for a walk, it's just to too beautiful not to.
And so...I bid you a good day.
Be Blessed.
Love & Light,
Neecie