March 3th

March 7th.

I'm alive and my whole house is sick again. But I made food.

5/12/2025

A bagel with mixed berry cream cheese. And a single chicken strip. I eat its two brothers before I took this picture. Red bell pepper with some sauce. A doughnut I was given and some salami. Paired with some mango tea.

Im well aware that my eating has slowed down and so has my nutritional intake. But I have food plans for tomorrow. I just didn't have time to eat because I spent two hours filling out important medical documents while my nephew was tearing the house apart and everyone needed to be in the kitchen for something shaking the table I was writing on and that on top of my hand tremor made it nearly impossible to get anything done.

It's just my family stressing me out too much to function properly. And that's not even the craziest part. I'll share that in another post.

Some pictures I took of the sun hitting deferent things.

5/12/2025.

Getting scrutinized by a police helicopter while listening to the apparition by sleep token was not on my bingo card.

A guy that I'm fairly familiar with kept reving his engine up and down the road while I was trying to journal and after about the fifth pass he finally got the highway patrol's attention.

So after getting pulled over he waited until the cop was halfway to his car, this man peeled out and flew down the highway.

And I wish I was joking but seven cars went after him. Quiet a few sheriffs but a few highway patrol's. And then I don't know if he crashed or he caused the crash but two cars collided right by a school and a ambulance and fire truck was sent out there.

A police helicopter was issued to help find the guy and it flew so low to inspect me I got hit with some rotor wash which felt quiet nice because I was cooking in the humidity. So that's fine.

I'm proud of myself. I was quite productive today.

Homemade sauce and meatballs with store bought noodles. Lemon water and candied lemon peels.

March 1st

raspberry pancakes, ham and steamed eggs. Plus a bag of sour candy.

I just wanted to wish everyone a happy Valentine's day. Even if you don't have a Valentine this year, you're still wonderfully beautiful in your own way.

Thank you for the supportive messages. They mean the world to me.

I photographed this a couple of days ago while I was walking.

March 4th.

I had rose tea, a spinach salad. Some pot roast with carrots and potatoes with a side of stuffing. And lastly butter noodles with soy sauce.

i love u if ur disability/mental illness/etc makes you do things that are "gross" to others.

bedrotting, wetting, having messy rooms, not bathing, i love you. its okay and i love you.

A relapse doesn’t erase the progress you made by staying clean.

If you’ve been clean for a day, I’m proud of you.

If you’ve been clean for a week, I’m proud of you.

If you’ve been clean for a month, I’m proud of you.

If you’ve been clean for longer, I’m proud of you.

If you relapsed after being clean for a while, I’m proud of you for staying clean however long you did. A relapse isn’t the end of the world. I’m still proud of you for everything you did to try to stay clean.

If you have tried to stay clean and failed, I’m proud of you for trying. It’s hard, I know. Don’t give up. I’m proud of you.

No matter what, I’m proud of you. I’m proud of you for everything. I’m proud of you for being alive right now. Don’t say you don’t deserve this, because you do. You very much do.

Thank you for existing.