When I wish not write, I come here. To relieve my thoughts. |
As I navigate my way through life, much like this great web site. I get lost, Like being in a small forest I know the edge is near. "Where oh where" I cried out. It never answers back. Then one day, I awoke with a clarity known only to me. The Beginning of One
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Update 32 Being diagnosed with mental illness is hard for me to wrap my head around this. I’m told I will be dealing with this, most likely for the rest of my life. I’ll write more about it and put it in a self-help folder. I have a lot on my mind lately, writing has been difficult, only due to my current environment. I guess I can try to describe this environment. First, the area I am in, is too small. Not only have I filled this space with my clothes storage. My desk is here also. The area is cramped. Thanks to my illness, I don’t feel like doing much. Just this writing is ‘work’ for me at this moment. Things could be worse, always. I’m happy to have the space I do have. Difficult to stretch is all. I got some music playing in the background, old school rock and roll. Which I’m soon going to change to some POP. Back to my memory issue. I was in my hometown area last week. I couldn’t remember the area at all. I’m already forgetting what I was writing about. Memory loss is scary. Figures, this is one of those days, I had a lot on my mind. I couldn’t wait to write, anything. Now I stare at the screen. It’s no fun getting older, my vision is deteriorating, I still am not used to the glasses. I have to take them everywhere I go. I’m forty-six years old if anyone wondered. I’m single too. I’m struggling to put words on the screen today. It’s a tough day, out my way. I hope anyone that reads this, has their own special or wonderful day. |
Glasses This is my first entry since I started wearing glasses. I keep taking them off, to see...If I need them. Turns out I do. This is not easy for me as I have had perfect vision most of my life. Now I need the bifocals to read and write. I have been away from my blog for awhile. I was going through some tough times, still am. Seems I have been diagnosed with some serious mental health issues. I may go into it deeper another day. I'm happy to be writing again. My notes and other tools I use are scattered about and I don't feel like looking for anything at this moment. My workspace is small and cramped. I'm hoping to fix this soon. Without looking it up, I don't remember what I last wrote about, or when. That is one of my symptoms: Memory loss It becomes a nusance some days, other days, I find the notes I left for myself. I have to review all of my works and papers all over again. seems I almost went on a tangent. There's so much I wish to say. Time and place, for everything. I'de like to thank my three (3) readers. Thank You All. More to come... |