Sunday, March 26, 2017

bomb squad

another day with miniature grenades going off in my chest; little fireworks in my head. overall, things have gotten better upstairs, but the war's not completely over.  i've just been winning more often.

once again i'm reminded how difficult functioning is w/this shit.  typing, spelling, choosing the right words, making even simple decisions, remembering how to do easy stuff.  it's like scrambled eggs in a blender up there; the harder you try to bypass the vortex the stronger it seems to get. sometimes it even makes me nauseous.

very thankful i've got a reserve of klonopin tucked away, & i'm not afraid to use it.  i only take a minimal amount when i've tried to do the day without it, but the roller coaster just. wont. stop. 

the point i keep intending to make, however, is how easily i forget the difficulties when i'm feeling better.  the longer i feel 'normal', the less able i can relate to people around me still suffering.  so if i'm to be any kind of blessing to those folks, i guess it's only fitting that i should lose my balance every so often.  keeps me honest, as the saying goes.  & even though i don't like the experience, i can still be grateful for it.  there are too many of us out there in need of a kind word, & if i get to be someone who gives it, then it enriches my life as well.





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