I’m great. I’m what Aleister Crowley would call rejoicing in the thrill of life and death. I am awake. I am pleased, and I am also quite far from finished.

I was not so great for a long time. I was in a frustrated depression for several months. I finally ignored everything I was certain I knew about myself and tried an antidepressant. It made a huge difference. I feel like myself again, not a seething and self-loathing head case.

Antidepressants are usually a risk with the bipolar but wellbutrin is slightly less risky so we gave it a try. It’s cool because I have noticed that I get decent ADHD coverage from it on days I don’t take my Ritalin.

But yeah, I got a job on the beach bussing tables. The money is good and it’s close to home. I’m feeling alright and I have wellbutrin and my wonderful and supportive lover to thank for it.

Aside from that, just pleasantly living life. Almost done with my battle vest. A few spikes and a few more thelema pins and it’s donezo.. May your team win. Thanks.