I woke up last night dwelling about how my aunt takes care of her dogs and about what my dad said at the gym about homeschooling my little cousin. Woke up with that sick yo my stumach feeling. Exercise really is medicine for anyone. Medication with no side effects… For bipolar patients it is a life line. My chemical balance has changed significantly over the past two weeks and I can’t help but think it’s due to the lack of exercise. That’s the only thing that has really changed. I am going to try to get back on my schedule.
Today is day 1 of not smoking cigarettes. Shew wee… I don’t even want to think about what I’m going to go through over the next month. I can do it.
