1111 is a special number and today is not. The fact that today was infused with “a nothing, normal day” is exactly why it’s so beautifully special.
I had a special day today, precisely because it was normal! As someone who’s battled being bed ridden, depressed, and unable to do certain things— having and doing said normal things is something I both recognize and cherish!
Today I woke up. I brushed my teeth, did skin care, and put on makeup. I went to work despite the small depressive voice tempting me to call off. Like an adult.
I spent time with my dad on the way to work.
I went to work. I did well at work. I even hugged my boss, participated in my group work chat, and hung out at the break room. I signed up for overtime. Like a normal person.
I budgeted for dinner by eating at my job. I spent the ride home with dad talking about my day. I brought takeout home, and I spent some time with my mom. Like a social person.
I felt bad about my friend’s impending party. I called her, and we talked. She didn’t seem bothered and it lifted my concern. Like a good friend.
I embroidered. I’m almost done with my embroidery and today I learned to face the stitches that I normally just look at. That’s progress. And I’m doing a hobby! Like a person with enrichment.
I played with my puppy.
I washed my face and brushed my teeth
I spent time in bed reading a book.
I managed to not spend money on impulse buys.
I had a normal day. This is the type of day that people without illness have. And I’m amazed that it happened! The beauty of my normal day is that I lived it. I’m going to drink some water, charge my phone, pray, and go to bed.
Now, here is a bulleted version of my normal day!
- I woke up
- I brushed my teeth, sprayed serum, and put on makeup
- I went to work
- I spent time with my dad while going to work
- At work, I completed my cases with a sense of compentency. I participated in my work’s group chat. I hugged my boss. I spent time in the break room. I signed up for overtime.
- I packed free food to eat for dinner. I looked at a bts magazine and didn’t buy it.
- When I got home I spent time with my mom
- I ate dinner with her
- I embroidered
- I took my meds on time
- I called my friend
- I read two chapters from my book
- Now I will drink water, and sleep.
This is a normal day! A day where I can function, take care of myself, socialize, do well at work, dabble with my hobbies, talk to the people who are important to me, reconnect with some friends, and take care of my hygiene, eating salads, and staying within my diet goals.
What a day. What a wonderful day

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