I had to force myself to eat a piece of taffy today. I managed to sleep 3 hours. I tend to get really long periods of acute mania, generally the euphoric type but I’m also prone to anxiety in social situations, and it makes me really glad I stopped seeing my therapist (whether or not that’s actually good is debatable, of course). I worry about things like psychosis from sleep deprivation, but I am such a hermit and have cut off all ties to humanity to the extent that no one would notice, so as long as I keep working (online!) and paying my bills, nothing bad will happen.
I need to curb the excessive spending though. I spent my whole last paycheck on a fucking piano. Where the fuck am I even going to put it?
Since I don’t have a regular 9 to 5 type of job, I figure it doesn’t matter when I sleep or if I sleep at all,but I should probably count my calories to make sure I am eating enough because I keep forgetting.
I won’t lie, though, I feel like it’s the best thing that could happen to me and I’m in love with myself and life and the world (all of which is sort of out of character) and if anyone even suggested that I should get treatment I’d fantasize about punching them in the face. =) [smiley face because I am not actually feeling violent.]