Keeping my schedule

I’ve been keeping my schedule. I get up, take a shower, brush my hair, blow dry my hair, drink water. Stretch. Eat breakfast and take my meds. Give or take a step.

I think clearer when I do this. It doesn’t solve everything, but it keeps me on track.

It used to be that I would sleep until noon if I was unemployed. That I almost never showered. But I’ve realized that keeping my schedule is as important to my mental health as taking my meds.

Yesterday, I didn’t work out. I had family stuff going on. But I still found myself wanting to try and press on to do it, but I decided to give myself some time. I’d been working on homework and the family stuff and was tired. But, the next day, when I got home, I did what was needed.

I took care of myself. And, while my life is a mess, I am not.

With love,

Diana