Hey guys! Happy hump day / day-before-July-4th!
I’m actually sitting in class as I begin today’s post. The lecture is not particularly engaging, and the material is nothing I do not already know. So here I am, passing time by writing this post!
Life is really good. Busy, but good. I’m taking classes and working full-time at the skating rink and school gym. Taught my first dance fitness class yesterday, and I think it went really well! Turnout wasn’t super big, but that’s to be expected, as many students are gone for the summer. Plus, it’s the week of the 4th of July, and some people are out of town. As for my skating rink job, I’m getting a lot of new clients who are demanding private lessons in stretching, conditioning, ballet, and even rhythmic gymnastics! There’s one mom in the rink who is super desperate for her kid to get flexible. She’s been demanding private lessons three times a week and giving me a detailed list for things to work on with her kid. Talk about a crazy skating mom! But she’s also been really helpful in spreading the word about my services, and because of her I’ve been gaining more students, which is great for me.
Mental health-wise, I’m doing pretty well. While I’m very busy, I don’t feel super stressed, as really do enjoy work, and my classes are not too difficult. I finally picked up the phone and scheduled a therapy appointment, which will happen on July 18. If this therapist specializes in bipolar disorder, that would be ideal, as I’m very eager to learn more about my illness and how best to cope with it. I read somewhere that it takes at least 10 years before people with bipolar can find a medication and behavioral regimen that works to keep their moods stable. Lots of trial and error in the process, and I was only diagnosed about two years ago, so I still am a long ways away from stability. Sometimes, though, I wonder if gaining mental stability is worth the cost of giving up my hypomanic episodes. For it’s when I am in my states of mania that I feel the most energized, creative, and passionate. Maybe that’s the illness talking… but the fact is, when I am on my highs, I am able to do what most normal people cannot.
I am currently on a 30-day sober cleanse, meaning I am not touching alcohol for at least 30 days. I think it’s about day 6 or 7 now. Honestly, cutting alcohol out of my life has been the best decision I’ve made in a long time! My liver will surely thank me for it! It was definitely hard at first, resisting the temptation to go out to the bars with friends and drink. I remember laying in my bed at 10pm on a Friday night, feeling such FOMO because I had decided to stay in that night. The next night I also stayed in, and the next, and the next. Slowly but surely, that nagging temptation to go out grew smaller and smaller, until now, on day 7 of the cleanse, I no longer have the desire to engage in nightlife! Go me!
Alrighty guys. I’m about to study, so I shall bid you all farewell. Until next time!