Weeks Report

My building started something new this week. Morning coffee for all of the residents. It’s not free, rather you make a donation. It starts at 7am.

It really is nice for those who live alone, even those who don’t. Often times the answer is in a mix of people.

I’m particularly excited about it and I believe I am responsible for getting three different people to come. My excitement can be contagious at times.

Are we really there for the coffee or for the friendly, smiling faces of those who want to have conversation with us?

People drink coffee and people need people.

Morning coffee took place on Caplyta day three. So I was starting to feel better then.

I had been in a bad mood, grave.

When my provider added Caplyta because I was so negative, grumpy, and would then break down into tears, no other medicine changes were made. Everything is being kept the same.

That means I am taking a total of 3 different psychiatric medications plus Trazadone for sleep as needed.

I got a heater because the weather has been unseasonably cold and also I made a few meaningful connections in my building.

I really felt better then.

Did I need meds or did I need a warm apartment and a few loving, kind people?

I’m staying on the Caplyta though so no worries.

My life is really coming together lately.

I am dissatisfied with certain areas that I cannot change.

I’m 56 and divorced with no kids.

So I ask myself, what can I do, what do I have left to work with?

I have a couple of ideas but they are happening no time soon.

More like think this year and put into action next year.

I can’t stress myself.

My ideas are returning to the gym and also returning to school.

I’m ambitious but I want to be realistic and not set myself up for failure.

At this point it is important that I can succeed.

I’m trying to give myself a happy ending.

That’s all for now 😊 💕 🌈 ✨