Still here

It’s Sunday, which means it’s time for the weekly positive post. And I’m not in a very positive place. But I wanted to swallow a bottle of pills yesterday, and I didn’t. And today I don’t want to. Or not as much. Today is more of a “wanna take the next flight to anywhere but here” kind of day. Which is kind of a bad idea when you’re broke and have to work tomorrow, but it’s definitely the better escape plan, if you’re gonna compare the two. Basically what I’m trying to say is that I’m still alive, I’m still hanging on. And if anyone’s reading this, give yourself a pat on the back for being alive too. That’s the positive this week. Sometimes that’s enough.

Love,

The glass half sane

Be positive though it hurts

It’s been a dark week, but there are bits of light, and I have to acknowledge them.

I found the lost library book. It wasn’t even my messy apartment’s fault, because I had left it at my parents’. So now I just have to pay the late fee and not for replacing the book, and I can be a library patron again.

Something in my migraine treatment plan is working, I think. I’m not migraine free, but it’s less, and any relief is amazing at this point.

Love,

The glass half sane