Finished reading: The Monsters We Defy by Leslye Penelope đź“š
Finished reading: The Monsters We Defy by Leslye Penelope đź“š
Currently Reading: The Monsters We Defy by Leslye Penelope đź“š
Finished reading: The Spare Man by Mary Robinette Kowal đź“š
I’ve been stalled on starting my listening tour and blaming it on (mental) health and migraines, but when I get real with myself … I’m afraid that there won’t be a “Candidate-Market Fit” for me and it will be proven that I’m just as much as or maybe even more than a misfit than I already feel like.
More later. This is going to take some real unpacking to get through.
Are a brilliant and life-changing invention. Between weather and the Mack Truck I’m apparently sleeping next to, I haven’t gotten a good night’s sleep in weeks. And the stutter / brain fog episodes I’ve been having are getting worse. Something’s gotta give.
To solve this particular life problem, I started using my earbuds, but they fall out and aren’t comfortable for side sleeping. Then I got earplugs and decided I could try to fall asleep without Calm or an audiobook. That doesn’t work so well in practice. I almost always wake up between 1-3am and… there goes the night.
In the past, I have used those sleep headphones, but they never stay in place and are also uncomfortable for side sleeping. Enter some entry level ($20 after discount!) bone conduction headphones (you know, test the technology before shelling out for AfterShockz or something). Anyway… lay down on my side and no pain. So far. Full on test tonight. But walking the puppies! So much easier and no worries about them falling out if I suddenly had to jog! And they came with ear plugs that look like those flight ones or my weather x migraine ones
so I’m all set to cancel out the snoring AND listen to something that takes me out of my head.
And if they don’t work, well, safer headphones for biking.
My last two massages have made me realize I am holding on to more in my body than I realized. I usually enjoy my massages, but with gentle to medium pressure I wanted to scream and cry. And not from ecstatic joy.
Either that or I need to get retested for CFS and fibromyalgia. Last time I was 6 out of 9 pain points and CFS runs in my family on my mom’s side, but we all know how seriously pain is taken when Black women talk about chronic pain. The brain fog could be just related to insomnia. I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired. And pretending to be normal.
All this health shit makes it really hard to put any energy into other things, like doing my taxes and filling out applications to a sickening degree. After one, I’m like “Done! Time for the Star Trek series of the day (or Bones, or something on Netflix)” but I am trying to keep the tv off until after dinner, so I’m finding podcasts to listen to. The latest is Bookburners (also available in print) by some of my fave authors — Max Gladstone, Mur Lafferty, and … that train of thought is permanently derailed.
Finished reading: Full Moon Howl by Orlando A. Sanchez đź“š
When I was younger I could never understand why someone would choose to live someplace like Death Valley “for their health”. Now that I’m going on two weeks of weather-triggered migraines and body aches (how is it possible to feel this weighed down?) , I’m beginning to understand.
#SilentSunday
Day 31: Practice #mbmar
Gotta practice good form.
Doctor’s orders, well, my therapist. She watched me walk in and said at the end of our session that I had very depressed and withdrawn body language at the start. It was a little better by the time our session ended. But I’ve been unemployed for six weeks (usually my mental limit) and haven’t taken any downtime to rest and reset. Like Supergirl (or Superman) getting supercharged by hanging out closer to the sun.
Daily, I remind myself that the current climate is not job-seeker friendly.
Regarding rest, I say I have tried, but I have been keeping busy with JSCs, networking, jumping through hoops to keep my UI, and random stuff related to home upkeep. Spring cleaning and all that. But I haven’t had enough downtime to veg, read, binge a few shows, or play video games. How did that happen?!?!
And an excellent question from my brilliant therapist — is what I am doing right now helping me? My answer - well, it’s keeping me from spiraling into defeatist thought patterns. I’m forced to get out of my head and help others, along with some self-reflection in the exercises. Is it helpful? in some ways, yes. In others, I’m putting a lot of pressure on myself again to excel and trying to do too many things at once, leading to a relapse of burnout. I have value not related to being busy (translation: employed). I have to let that sink in.
Part of me is down/low/ready to check out because of the weather and migraines, pro- and post-drome, chronic back pain flare-ups (pain takes away a lot of motivation, y’all. And why am I so damn tired and fatigued?!?), and the rest is because I haven’t put myself first in where I expend my energy.
I’m beginning to wonder if I even know how to do that.
Day 30: Mirror #mbmar
I thought about doing the obligatory mirror selfie, but this is better.
Day 29: Slice #mbmar
I love sushi and sashimi.
Today’s lightbulb moment— I am too tired to professionally code-switch all the time now. I’d rather use my energy elsewhere.
Day 28: Prompt #mbmar
I guess I should pay attention to all of my journaling prompts.
Day 27: Support #mbmar
Zoe was Molly’s support dog. She loved to be as close to her as possible. Truth be told, Zoe was my support too.
Day 26: Instrument #mbmar
Horns please! 🎺. Get your groove on. Taken during my short stay in Houston.
Day 25: Spice #mbmar
Definitely time to reorganize the spice drawer…
Day 24: Court #mbmar
From a trip to Vegas in April of 2011, so I must have been taking a break during #NABShow
Day 23: Chance #mbmar
From my last “chance” to see the amazing Stan Lee at a Comic Con.
Excelsior!
Currently Listening: Three Mages and a Margarita by Annette Marie đź“š
Day 22: Insect #mbmar
I can’t wait for my sunflowers to bloom this year.
Day 21: Tiny #mbmar
Once upon a time, I had a tiny shoulder demon named Luna(tic). This was typical of how he would greet me when I got home from work.