Happy last day of February . It’s 5:20 am and I haven’t slept a wink. I’ve entered another manic episode and my brain won’t slow down. I’m hoping that writing will help me process things that are going on.
I missed wishing both my parents happy birthday. I feel ashamed for forgetting but I’ve been detached from reality and things just seem like they float by. It’s kind of bad. It’s not drugs or alcohol related, I’ve been drinking and smoking a lot less since I moved. I think maybe it’s a trauma response. The human brain is not meant to process the rise of fascism in the digital age where all the information is not only available, but constantly notifying you of what’s going on. I’m tired of seeing loss after loss after loss for thr transgender community, as well as the dismantling of democracy right before our very eyes. I’m so tired.
I have no idea what the future holds for me. I don’t even know if I want to find out at this point. Everything is overwhelming and my brain is short circuiting. I just wanna play Minecraft and make music, but music has been such a lonely process for me lately.
-pip
