Typing While Manic

I've rewritten this sentence five different ways...

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One thing about living with a mental "illness" is that you can either be completely 'in' it, or figure out a way to take yourself 'out'. As I am typing this I have chosen to be completely 'in'.

Feeling the day go on, my thought process with each task complete or with the realization that a task can't be done during the day, and being completely aware of it the entire time is a rollercoaster of mind trip.

I can't even remember if today was the day I got that cup of coffee I can't afford or not.

I do however, recognize that today I learned there are places I want to avoid, and happy to have found others. Recycling for the win!

But I digress...or in this case I "rabbitholed". My brain goes from one thought to the next trying to type this out while simultaneously backhandedly translating the BTS song playing through my headphones.

I can't remember the last time I wrote without an actual goal. I more than likely will reread this later and find mistakes, but sometimes I just have to write to write. All while trying to be authentic to the purpose of what "From My Bedroom Floor" represents.

As it grows (hopefully), my goal is to find common ground to discuss differences and similarities with other people. So, as I am typing while manic at this moment, the song in my ears is winning, but the urge to continue to write is also there, so who knows where this night will end.

If you've made your way to where all the thoughts come to life, please let me know (feel more than free to be anonymous). Sometimes I feel like I'm talking to a wall and it would be interesting to see if anyones joined me so far in this journey.

Anyway, for now I will be doing a million other things until I get tired.

TTFN,

Chelsea