Happiness exists in things we overlook

First: No i’m not back on medication.

But i’m finding stability and happiness in strange places. Namely, being in control of my life.  Honestly, i’m disorganised at the best of times, and would usually pass this off as being me and how i lived.  My life used to be an organised chaos, living day to day. never remembering what what i was supposed to be doing on any given night. Forgetting everything, and never achieving anything

I have changed so much in the last 4 weeks.  I’m moving into a new place, i have my “bipolar DJ book” – named by a work colleague, not because i’m bipolar, because the methods i use to remember things are methods use to cope with bipolar disorders.  It also had DJ headphones in the front. By remembering things, i’m getting things done, both little things, and big things.  I’m actually getting things done.

Despite a heartbreaking experience recently, i’ve never felt more in control of my life, and that control makes me happy.  I planned to do a blog post this week on TPD, and i fucking did.

I’m really looking forward to the future.