On the depressive side of my life, I still feel under a dark cloud, but I assure you, that It has been getting better as the days go by. Plus don’t worry for me Argentina, because thank God, my depression phases have never escalate to a point where I contemplate suicide. In others words, I just feel down, sad, like shit and everything in between, but it doesn’t go beyond that.
On the good side of my life, today I am proud of myself, because I have been sober for eight straight weekends, something that I haven’t been able to accomplish in the last three years. Actually, the most that I have been sober for during that time, has been five weekends. I have to say, that I really feel good because it’s been a while since I had to deal with all the bullshit that comes after a weekend of binge drinking.
As for my loyal 1.5 readers, I just hope that wherever you are in this crazy planet of ours, you are having a good morning, good afternoon, good evening or good night. Always try to enjoy it to the fullest and don’t let nothing or nobody fuck it up for you no matter what happens.
Even though I work from Monday through Friday and I get up at around 4:00 am to get ready to head on out to the salt mines (work). There are days that I just don’t want to have any type of human interaction. I feel like throwing my hand up in the air and just saying… FUCK IT! But the reality of it all is, that life doesn’t work like that. Plus if I don’t show up for work, I won’t get paid and if I don’t get paid, then the bills won’t get paid.
To be honest with my loyal 1.5 readers, for the past couple of days, I can honestly say that I have been feeling like shit. Yes, yes, yes! Rather than using the “D word”, I used shit. What’s the D word you asked?Depression! Instead of saying that I am depressed, I like to say that I feel down or that I feel like shit. The thing is, that I felt it coming on Tuesday morning when I was in the train, on my way to the salt mines. As usual, I can’t explain why the fuck I feel like this, since I take my anti depression crazy med every day. But for some weird and unexplained reason, this shit keeps happening to me every once in a while. I guess I’ll just have to ride it out. Fingers crossed.
What up! What up! What up my peeps! Today is Thursday July 26, 2018 and it means that I have been sober for one month and eight days or rather yet, thirty-eight days. As always, I feel like Tony the fucking tiger… GRRRRREAT! No anxiety, no depression, no hangover, no regrets… I mean nothing! I just hope that wherever you are in this crazy planet of ours, you are having a good morning, good afternoon, good evening or good night. Always try to enjoy it to the fullest and don’t let nobody fuck it up for you no matter what happens.
On a feeling like shit note! To be honest with you, as I write this post, I felt like shit! Yes, you read that right… I felt like shit! The thing is, that for some stupid reason, society thinks that everyday, everybody has to feel happy. One thing that I don’t do when I feel like shit is, that I don’t go around fucking up everybody’s day, only because I feel fucked up. Another thing that I don’t do is, that I don’t go around telling people the whole day, how I feel. The one thing that I like to do when I feel like shit is, I like to keep away from people, because to be honest with you, I just don’t feel like listening to shit from nobody. Hey look, most of the time that I feel like shit, I don’t have an explanation for it. But the thing that I will not do is blame others or my mental disorders. Life has its up and down and I just have to deal with them as they come. The reality of it all was, that even if I felt like shit, I had to go to work and face life.