Stretching my boundaries!

Ooooohh! Wonderful mania, come to cause me to wriggle some more! My efforts scattered to the four winds, my mind on sensory overload, my mouth stuffed with Pop-tarts, and I am wanting to work on three sites at once…This is after my sleepytime meds!

The caregiver who comes to help with Dad seems to know a lot about Bipolar Disorder, maybe that is why she cleans like a maniac! No, she is very helpful, but the funny thing is how stressed I gat when I know she is coming! I wind up sweeping mopping and doing the dishes right before she gets here to do all those same things!

That clinches it, I am a nut. (This infernal tablet types what IT thinks I want to write! It just made me say, I am a but.) I do not think they will write a movie about me falling in love with this little monster.  goodnight, dear friends!

Author: ST Martin

I am an Artist, Poet and Author. A Survivor of Violent Sexual Abuse and Rape, I have lived thru Severe Domestic Violence, Twenty Three years of Addiction and Alcoholism, Family Dysfunction, Chronic Pain, Dependence on Opioids, and 2 Venomous Snake Bites...I have Been Stabbed, Shot at, Tied to a Tree and Choked Unconscious. A Quarter Horse Rolled on Me, as did a Lawn Tractor. I also Wrecked a Harley into a Tree! I also have PTSD and Rapid Cycling Bipolar Disorder, and spent my 18th birthday in a Locked Psychiatric Ward. I am so much more than this: I feel like a tiny seed that sprouted in a desert, and now has grown into a Passion Vine. My Art is my Voice, Screaming, Crying, Praying, Loving, Laughing, Healing- all in Riotous Color...

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