It’s been a good day overall. Got a bunch of house hold chores done ahead of maintenance coming to my apartment tomorrow afternoon. Took a nap and am generally ready to face the night. We’re supposed to have two warmer than normal days before things start getting cold again right in time for the weekend. Had a good chat with my best friend last night and my neighbor this morning. She hadn’t been spending as much time here the last couple weeks due to the craziness of the holidays. But she came over and we had a good chat.
My new bed sleeps well. I have now gotten used to the bed being taller than my previous beds. It is the right combination of soft and firm for me. It isn’t so soft I sink in and it isn’t so firm it feels like I’m sleeping on the floor.
When my parents came to visit a few days ago, we got all my old flags hung on the walls. I now have a pirate flag hanging behind my recliner and a British flag hanging behind my dresser. My 13 colonies American flag is hanging right behind my tv. I’m glad I didn’t buy more flags. They, in addition to the artwork my best friend made, take up most of my wall space now. My house now feels like a home again. For a few years after I went minimalist I didn’t have much on the walls. It’s amazing how much one year and weekly maintenance and cleaning can do to improve the surroundings and my morale.
I find myself sleeping less at night and even staying up later. Yet I don’t feel tired. I may be getting less sleep than I did during the summer and early fall, but I think it’s better quality sleep. I changed out the parts on my cpap machine and I think that has made a big difference in my sleep quality. Some days I don’t even need to nap anymore.
Between getting my cpap new parts, redecorating my house, getting a new doctor, having a regular cleaner come help me out, having regular contact with my neighbors even though I don’t leave my apartment some days, and having these lingering maintenance issues resolved, it feels good to be getting some tasks accomplished I had been neglecting. I think much of this neglect was do to the paranoia aspect of my illness. Sometimes all the tasks needing to be done were so numerous and overwhelming I didn’t know where to start. I’m glad I got some outside help to help with my projects. I’m starting to get over my fears of asking for help.
It’s been another good day. I spent the afternoon hosting my neighbors as visitors. They were here for a couple hours. I forgot how good it was to have visitors that weren’t family. I had been isolating more or less for months. I hope this is because of paranoia on my part. But I just don’t feel safe in public anymore. Haven’t for a long time. I guess spending most of my time at home, reading books, writing, and working on computer games has become the new normal for me. I no longer want to deal with outside drama. Some people can be so mean anymore.
I’m having fewer aches and pains overall. The worst is when I wake up in the mornings. After a soak in a hot bath, and my morning routines I feel better. I make it a point to stand up for a couple minutes every hour or so. Used to be I would sit for hours on end when reading, writing, etc. I don’t want to do that anymore. It wasn’t healthy.
Been writing a few emails. Got a couple responses from an old friend from high school. I find it easier to communicate via email than social media. Social media is alright to drop in for a couple minutes. But it simply wasn’t designed for long, drawn out conversations. Those are the exact conversations I crave. My best conversations have never been over facebook. But I and my friends are rediscovering emails. I now treat them like traditional letters.
I had my 10,000th visitor to this blog earlier this week. I’m also getting my first visitors from China. In three years of doing this blog on a regular basis I’ve had over 10,000 visitors from over 90 different countries. Thank you to everyone who has taken time to read my musings, ramblings, and rantings. I hope to keep this blog a regular thing and see what can be made of it.
I think as more stigmas and myths about mental illness are being dispelled and broken more bloggers and podcasters will come forward and tell their stories about their wins and losses with mental illness. Most stigmas about other traditionally marginalized groups are being broken down all the time. In 1950 who would ever thought that USA would have a black president? In 1970 who would have ever thought two of top four candidates for US president would be women? In 1990 who would have ever thought that rights and protections for the LGBT communities would be pressed for? And many people now still think mentally ill people should keep quiet and stay on the fringes of society. Why should we stay stigmatized and dismissed? Why is it in 2016 and after 20 years of easy internet access that there are people who are still convinced that mental illness is not real? I don’t suppose I’ll ever convince those people that mental illness is real and that it sucks. But I will still be writing blogs and essays about it for years to come. I might even start a youtube channel and a podcast about life with a mental illness in the coming years. These critics will move out of influence and die before I stop writing and being open about my mental illness. Fight to keep mentally ill people marginalized all you want, but you will lose this fight and you will be on the wrong side of history. People who fought to keep racial and religious minorities marginalized failed. People who opposed opportunities and freedoms for women lost. People who aim to keep people of different sexual orientations down are losing their battles. In the coming years we will see the same thing for mental illness. Fight us all you want but you will lose. We will not keep silent anymore. We are not going away.