Brainshambles|

Unfortunately, I am currently too busy immersing myself in drug guides, care plans, nursing theory, and probably crack, to write a full autobiography for your reading pleasure.

However… if you are interested in an abbreviated version of my current life situation, I suppose this is where you will find it.

Currently, I am a twenty-two year old junior nursing student in Cleveland, Ohio. To be quite honest, I made the switch from graphic-design to nursing in 2005 during an episode of post-breakup induced mania. In retrospect, I never had any reason to be interested in the health care field, nor was I remotely qualified in the areas of math and science. Although I frequently emit a sense of forced confidence, socially I am quite awkward. It has taken me years to refine the skills needed to present myself as interpersonally competent. However, I am constantly battling internal forces of self doubt and nervousness. Although my mother never did any drugs while I was gestating, I like to think that I came out of the womb naturally “high strung”.

Anyways, so here I am in nursing school almost three years later struggling to push through the obstacles, which are further exacerbated by a chronic case of severe insomnia, and recently diagnosed bipolar. I don’t look at my bipolar disorder as a disability, though, because truly it is not one. While it makes life a bit more difficult, it also gives me an edge and a sense of drive and creativity that others may lack. I try to stay positive, work through my impulsions, and use my eccentricities to keep life interesting. Maybe one day, I will make a really killer psychiatry nurse. I don’t believe in fate…but it would be nice to know that all of this nursing nonsense may actually serve a purpose.

I recently moved into a really fabulous apartment (an upgrade from our one bedroom shack) with my boyfriend of two and a half years. He puts up with a great deal from me, and although we quarrel like an old married couple, I do think we complement one another quite nicely. I will be honest, I question all the time how we managed to keep it together. But we have, and somehow, we’ve created a humble little coexistence. And they say you should never date your own astrological sign…psh. He drives me nuts, but also keeps me together. I am always searching for stability…for “level” ground. And he provides that stable comfort zone. I love him, and am so very grateful to have found my counterpart.

So here we are. Trucking along. I struggle many days, and generally live off of mass amounts of caffeine. But I am lucky to have a generally accepting and loving family, a roof over my head, and cute animals to talk to when I’m feeling crazy. Passion is my life. Passion for everything…words, thoughts, love, emotion, change, food, coffee. And also my wiener dog, Rupert.