According to Trish

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  • I’ve Graduated! Yay?

    I’ve Graduated! Yay?

    I have graduated from the psychologist to the psychiatrist in my ADD/ADHD treatment. Time to retry the pharmaceutical option again.

  • Therapy! The Musical!

    Therapy! The Musical!

    Note: This post is part of my series on procrastination and ADD/ADHD. To start at the beginning, go here. Once again, I’ve started so many blog posts and not published them. Why? Because I’m exactly that kind of asshole, that’s why. However, my multiple therapists (more on that in a minute) say that I’m not…

  • Days 16-24: The Price of Snow Days and Couplehood

    Days 16-24: The Price of Snow Days and Couplehood

    Note: I’m chronicling my experiment to get up at 5(ish) every weekday until the end of February. Hey! It’s Day 24. You’ll notice I haven’t updated in a while … 10 days … gulp! Um … a grizzly bear attacked me on the way to a coffee shop and mauled my computer? I haven’t tossed…

  • Days 11-15: Being a Tourist in My Own Life

    Days 11-15: Being a Tourist in My Own Life

    Note: I’m chronicling my experiment to get up at 5(ish) every weekday until the end of February. Today is a snow day. No school. They called it last night. No one getting up at 6 or 6:10 or 6:20. But I got up at 5:10 anyway. Actually, it’s more accurate to say that I became…

  • Day 10: Changing the Past

    Day 10: Changing the Past

    Note: I’m running an experiment to get up at 5-ish every weekday during February. I started this post last Thursday, on February 7, but I didn’t have a chance to finish it until today, February 11. I’m here. I’ve let you know that. Is that all I have to do? Can I go back to bed now? Smell ya…

  • Day 9: Fail

    Day 9: Fail

    Note: I am documenting my plan to get up at 5(ish) every weekday during February. Yesterday was an office day for me. After the 90-minute drive home, I trudged in the door and did a shot. As I did, I thought to myself what my dad always used to say: “It’s 5 o’clock somewhere.” Actually,…