I just took a deep breath, and began to type. Let that be a clue to how things are going.
I noticed this week that I am losing focus quickly, am incredibly fatigued, and lost. If I don’t write it down, I forget. All of these are my warnings blinking brightly.
I can function, but the proof was there all week; I’m not performing well. For me, it is bothersome. I prefer a steady hand in all I do at work. Instead, my work appears sloppy and scattered.
All I can do is begin to focus and fix the issues. I’m not confident, but I am not a quitter, either. I will get through this. Picking ourselves up is common; resiliency is our middle name. I know the bipolar community understands.
I am thankful for the weekend. A time to step back, regroup, and start over. The blessing is we have tomorrow, and a living God to walk alongside us. Love doesn’t get better than that.