Your body is your temple. You should treat it well. So you should keep yourself clean, exercise, and put good foods into it.
I’m not sure what I did differently today, but I’m feeling down. I know, I know. I’m bipolar and yes, I’ll cycle through my moods, but I guess I’ve been riding a decent high for an out of the ordinary amount of time and it’s hitting me pretty hard.
I made some homemade guacamole today and ate some lime flavored tortilla chips. I ate two meals today. I kept the exercise light, just barely making it to Body Combat in time. I half-heartedly completed the class, skipped out on the abs work out, and came home in a shitty mood. My dog greeted me when I got in, my mom offered me dinner, I declined, my dad and I ignored each other, and then I signed off on my taxes ($600 return), grabbed some ginger ale for my upset stomach, and ran upstairs to strip off my sweaty, smelly clothes and call my Bertram.
I haven’t even showered yet. I shouldn’t say yet. I’m not even going to bother. I’m just going to stay dirty, feel foul, and talk to Bertram until I fall asleep and stop thinking and feeling. I did take doxepin and a 2 mg ativan. Come and get me Sandman. Please, oh please.
