my Mental Health and character, Composition.

Removing all low ebbs, nearly completely recovered from the one experienced the other day.  With the Nurse’s help of course, and the call with JO last week.  I’m feeling renewed, invincible, training myself to thinking differently and I’m going o document every fucking step of it.

Onto the next one, should I stumble ever.  The next opportunity, the next scene and interaction.  Site walk at 15:00. Minimal prep needed, just need to print some things.  Will do that after this quick entry…

Messaging the Nurse and she distracts me, delightfully.  Cannot wait to see her.  Eight months today, together.  How did that happen.  People time flies when you’re having fun.  Okay… it flies even faster when you’re in love.  When you’ve found that one person you’re meant to be with for the rest of your life and yes I’m writing that.  HERE.  On my blog, for my happiness and health and mental health, for OUR story together for another eight fucking million months.  She is everything, she is the story.  I am DONE.

13:03…. 13:15 will prep for the other winery meeting.  Not sure how it’s going to go but the one a short while ago went incredibly well, I thought.  Devices, Network, Server, Power, Security… hitting those five points with every client.  Making it that easy.  Every time and place where I stressed and that dark hue lasso itself around my character, unneeded.  I see that know.

Think Bottledaux is turning into a Mental Health resource and disclosure, dimension.  It is talked about with defamation and slanderous dismissiveness, as a topic or idea, many times.  Especially in the work place.

I do that changing, but slowly.  I’m writing this to myself… to be the best me that I can be for the kids and the Nurse and anyone of consistent proximity.