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A Little Forethought


I should’ve seen it coming a mile way. I’m know myself better than anyone, right? Better than any doctor, psychiatrist, therapist, right? But I thought I would be fine.

I’m late posting this, very late, because today (see: this morning) I went through a grueling emotional rollercoaster, and physical turmoil. I didn’t have my medication. I was out, and I hadn’t slept all night.

I was out due to some error on either my pharmacy’s side, or my doctor’s side. Which ended up having to have my medication pre-authorized, but I was out. I was already feeling the physical, mental, and emotional withdrawals that come with antipsychotic withdrawals.

I was told I would have to pay out of pocket to get the medication, or wait days for it to be pre-authorized. I decided to pay out of pocket. Went up to a local pharmacy, and they quoted me at $400. Which I did not have. I felt tears welling up in my eyes. I turned around and looked at my fiance, and began to spiral at the pharmacy, emotionally. The lady asked if me I wanted to wait for the authorization. I almost said yes, but instead said, “Can you use GoodRx?”. She said “Yes”, and I prayed for a lower price. She told me it would be $52 dollars total. I went and shopped for groceries, and came back, nervously. She said they didn’t have enough in stock, but she could give me a 3 days supply, and I can come back in three days and get the rest. That I wouldn’t have to pay anything for today.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and my thoughts calmed in my head. I looked over at my fiance, and gave him a look of relief, but a look of the fear I had been holding in all day.

I should’ve seen it coming, missing a night’s and day’s worth of medication, but I didn’t. For one, this was a semi-new medication for me, so I didn’t know what to expect with missing a day’s worth of pills. I thought I could will myself through it, though. That was my biggest mistake. I’ve already been under enough stress while on all my medications. So, I’m not quite sure what made think I could be ok going without, especially when I didn’t know how long I’d be without.

Thanks for reading! And until next time!

Third Book In Process


Hey guys!

I am currently in process of writing my third book. I’ve been collaborating with my former peer support specialist, who worked with me when I was very sick and catatonic. She is one of the people that gave me faith, hope, and tough loved. Her tough love was unorthodox in the mental health system, considering what it was, but as I got more recovered I latched onto that tough love in order to achieve what I have today. This third book will be my life story (although, not all of it) of how I went from being in a catatonic state of Schizophrenia to where I am now, working in the mental health field.

This is quite exciting for me, in so many ways. I want others to read this book. And have hope that you can come out of the deepest trenches of mental illness and still be able to live your best life. It’s very much possible!

I’m in the beginning stages, and I hope to get a traditional publisher for this one. So, stay tuned!

Thanks for reading! And until next time!

This Went Left


We can’t afford to live where we are living anymore, and it’s really putting me in the deep end, emotionally.

I’ve been very depressed, procrastinating, and letting everything fall to the wayside. This is hitting home way too much.

My Love and I may have to move back in with our parents (separately), after just recently getting engaged. We can’t afford a home, another apartment, or even the same apartment. We are spending $719 here, plus all bills separately from that. We can’t seem to make it on his income, plus my disability income.

We are lost and just looking for a miracle.

Please bear with me for the moment being.

Thanks for reading! And until next time!

This Man Is My Life


Literally. And all I can think about everyday.

I just want things to be better between us. Obviously, if he didn’t love me, or like me, he wouldn’t have proposed! So I definitely need to do my part. I have considered couples counseling, but now that I think about it, so much of the problem, I feel like, is me. Well, to an honest extent it is, but then, it isn’t.

I became depressed back in January this year. What started off as talking about a possible engagement between us, to my mom, ended up disastrous. Things became worse and worse in my head, and everything spiraled out of control inside me. I became depressed. I stopped showering, taking care of the house, I binge ate, I stopped brushing my hair, etc, and honestly, i’m still at that point, but it’s gotten better as time has went on.

My Love and I talked today. We had an argument about our feelings. He says, “I work 40 hours a week, and I come home and have to clean up the house AND cook.” I said, “I’d be in better spirits if you just spent time with me.”

Honestly, we never came to an agreement on the time spent together before the argument ended, but I promised him things would change and that I would start cleaning more and cooking more.

All of this stopped once I got depressed back in January. Just everything, like I said above plus more! I grew up in a house in my early twenties where my Dad hoarded a bit. Everything was always filthy. I hated it, but never cleaned. I’m not sure why, other than I didn’t want to clean. I just stayed in bed all day due to depression, anxiety, and psychosis. I either slept or ate, but I was always in bed. My Love said I need to break that habit of being in bed. I’m thinking I do, too, and need to start contributing to the household. Especially if i’m not working, I suppose.

Here’s to better times! 🍻

Thanks for reading! And until next time!

Reassessing My Priorities


My mom called me today.

I don’t have a very good relationship with her.

She goes on and on about two things with me: my health, and me being overweight, and my financial status.

She is very judgemental, and at times, can be rude about things. Almost no filter coming from her.

Today I asked her about cheaper electric companies I could go with, considering me and My Love are paying a couple of hundred a month for electric alone. Honestly, I don’t know how it really happened, but it immediately went into how I should be in a community revolving around church. Basically, she said I need to goto church and find community. That’s great and all, and I am christian, but I feel like I just don’t have time for that.

One thing she said is, how My Love and I hermit ourselves inside our small apartment. That’s not true. All she has is time, as one of my friends put it, which is true. My Love works 40+ hours a week. Every once and awhile his best friend will come over, or my dad. I work sometimes trying to make extra money when he is at work. Even if i’m not working, i’m STILL working to find extra ways I haven’t tried, to make money.

My sister and her husband travel a lot. They have a child under 5, and they now own their own business, as well as, volunteer in church. Amongst other things. Let me remind you, for me to do all that, would be pushing my boundaries for my mental health. That would be a lot of stress to me, mentally. Physically, too, but that’s another story.

So, in reassessing my priorities, I’m not going to let her get me down this time. She already got me down because of a possible engagement.

In reassessing my priorities, I will continue to work on finding ways to make money. I am stuck in that mindset right now. Probably because I am broke AF.

When you reach a new depth, you try harder, and I need more funds. Don’t let family be your worst enemy. Even though, sometimes they can be.

Thanks for reading! And until next time!

Stressed, Tired, And Broke


I can’t help it. I’m burnt out from work, and everything else.

I cried last night. Well, I bawled my eyes out. I kept thinking of my Dad dying, and My Love leaving me. My Love said that won’t happen, “I’m not going anywhere”.

I’m so new here still, in this town, trying to make a life for myself. It’s hard. It’s just really hard.

And i’m stressed, tired, and broke.

This is so hard, ya’ll. Let me tell ya.

Thanks for reading! And until next time!

Another Day, Another Dollar, More Independence!


So I started a new job in my area. Yes, pretty much a third or fourth job. Something akin to Instacart and UberEats. I’m still working my own schedule, and making money on my own time.

I’m really enjoying this independence thing! My own apartment, my own job, my own money, and living with My Love. It’s wonderful. It’s a wonderful feeling to be able to say, “Hey, I’m dealing with a disability, but i’ve got a hold on it. I’m not going anywhere. I’ll never let it have power over me!”. It’s beautiful, it really is.

Glad to have a routine, too. Something I outlined in my book. Check it out sometime!

I’m thinking, maybe, a volume 2? Or a second edition? We will see.

Stay tuned to all the great things happening! Sometimes there is sadness, though, yes it happens! Enjoy the picture of me and My Love for now!

Thanks for reading! And until next time!

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