So, things are building up in my head, terrible things, annoying things, random thoughts, ridiculous ideas, minutiae by the trainload leaving no room to rest my soul. There is no real reason to be so forlorn, a bit of a pain with a sprinkle of total mental chaos seems to be on the menu for the next few months but things should get back to normal after that. Well, normal for me isn’t the same as real normal. The abyss that exists where my brain is supposed to be can be a daunting place to navigate even on the best if days. I.e. as I was writing that sentence I decided my brain is like those horcrux(sp?) Things from Harry Potter. I have somehow shattered my brain into various segments by being an inattentive, random object bouncing around in the space I have had to move in. No focus, no real success other than an amazing wife and amazing kids. For real, God has to be both charitable and have a sense of humor to bless me with family far beyond that which I deserve.
I wonder if this even makes any sense because I am sitting here wondering whether the steroids are going to make shake to death before the lunesta kicks in and generously grants me 2 hrs sleep. I haven’t even got to the good part yet…this is gonna suck! This seems like an expensive and poorly designed diet plan.
Anyway…needed to get a few words out of the que for the night. There are things that I am not writing on here and not sure if I should. Seems pretty cathartic but I also think people would look upon me with loathing or laughter if everything went down in writing. Honesty and hysteria are currently conjoined twins in me right now. The dexa product sheet did have a warning about being a hot mess a likely side effect, I am sure it said that exact wording.
Honesty later. Maybe sleep now