Day 1…

Today on January 2nd of 2023, I am still coming to terms with being diagnosed autistic at the age of 47.

Yesterday was a rough day for me. Yes, the start of 2023, but I realized how sensitive and rigid I am and had this momentary breakdown over feeling attacked in a situation others would not have taken as I did. That being said, the floodgates opened, and I felt as though I ruined every relationship in my past.

So, as I did many moons ago, I will use this platform to write about my journey. To get back into writing for me and hopefully help others along the way. I’m not broken, and I hope to see that as this journey continues.

Day 9…

So this gal is anemic again & has a thyroid being a little bitch and not working how it should. So I go in to see why my vision is off and why these migraines come to visit daily like an unwanted house guest, and instead, I find out other nonsense.

It’s funny that my ferritin is low again because, in my picture memories, it showed that I was getting an iron infusion this day last year. It’s like my body is on a cycle.

I can’t wait until I can go a year without my body reminding me who is in charge, and it seems this isn’t the year for that.

This day 2020. Funny how life repeats itself.

Pin Curls Oh My

Tried pin curls for the first time today. The sides looked great! Need to master the back more. Will try and try again. I felt pretty here. Some days it feels good to feel good about me.

Until next time…