May 31st, 2021 – 978

Well, if March was the great rebuilding, and April the triumphant rise, then May has been the first month of the next campaign, and one I am by no means a given to win. The goal now is simple: get back to where I was. I have gotten past the worst of the 2019-2021 demons I think, but this is going to be the hardest stretch, because I now have to try and get back to the stability in my head I had in the months before the general election. That is, not an easy feat to put it bluntly. Two therapists lined up, one CBT, one dietition-CBT, and my arsenal of knowledge on my own responses to wellness techniques are the best resources I could ask for. I have no idea if they’re enough.

May was, not a failure by any measure. 36,500 words is a great final total and I am not complaining about an extra 5,500 words on top of target at all, but my fatigue is now getting worse not better, and my routines are proving hard to solitify as a result. I’ll be in the office tomorrow, but I have no doubt I’ll be shattered. I have to figure this out. I don’t want to limp into day 1,000.