Blogging, it seems to me, ought not be left to days when I have little else to do but how else to explain my lack of writing these past days? I have been really busy, or at least my mind has been busier than usual, and I haven’t been moved to write.
As I type this I am only procrastinating my preparations to see my psychiatrist, whom I have not visited since (a) I decided to float the idea of running for office and (b) I decided against said idea and, instead, volunteered to help out another campaign. What the hell was I thinking?
More later…post shrink-wrap.
As I suspected, I have been experiencing symptoms of hypomania, consistent with last winter’s probably-belated Bipolar Type II diagnosis.
This is not to suggest that anyone considering a run for office is mentally ill, nor would I ever wish that treated mental illness should be a barrier to anyone achieving elected office. I just need to learn to treat myself with a little more understanding as I face some limitations, only some of which have to do with long-term effects of HIV/AIDS, without packing myself in bubble-wrap.