November has arrived and I’ve decided to do both NaNoWriMo and NaBloPoMo. I haven’t done NaBloPoMo in a few years, so I thought I add some more extra mental stress to my life. >_>
I enjoy the torture, however. Coffee, smokes, forgetting to eat, living in my office and looking like something out of a horror movie. Yeah, I will have the whole zombie look down by the end of the month.
I’ve got 2513 words done for NaNo so far today. Not too shabby, if I say so myself.
As for NaBloPoMo, todays prompt is:
Nov. 1: When you’re having a bad day with your mental health, what do you do to help yourself?
To answer this, you have to bear in mind that I do have some serious mental disorders. I take a bunch of meds. I don’t like having to take all of them, but I am aware that I need them to function as a somewhat normal person. They don’t help with all my ticks and quirks, but the MEDs make them less noticeable.
As for what do I do to help myself… I simply step away. If something is stressing me, I step away. If someone is grinding that thin line of a nerve, I step away. Basically, I close myself off… from everyone. It is, from my perspective, the easiest and safest thing to do to not damage myself, or my relationships with people around me. My loved ones know me, they know my ‘issues’, and when they see the signs, they know what I will do. This is one of the reasons I don’t really have many people that are physically close to me. I have a number of friends, but they are ‘net buddies’. My family knows how to deal with me, and are saddened by some of the things I do, but they accept me regardless.
When I ‘step away’, I step into my fantasy worlds. I write, I draw. I pull out one of my dozens of coloring books and gel pens, colored pencils or markers and go to town on coloring an entire elaborate page from start to finish.
I watch movies or series. Though, I admit, I try to avoid series because I am one of those people who will binge watch from start to finish. Any other time of the year would be fine, but not in these end months.
And there we have it. Oh, I also forgot to mention pool therapy. I love it. Being in the warm water, stretching out those muscles. I am given total solitude in my hour of my pool therapy time. I listen to the music on my phone, do my exercises and I find some semblance of peace in this crazy little head of mine.
Well, day one down.
Be sweet, all my lovelies