On being Good Enough

[jessofthebugs]

Yesterday was one of those days where I was SuperMom. I made the offspring a healthy lunch, got her to school looking spiffy, cleaned the house, started dinner, biked a mile, did science, biked a mile home, showered, dressed nice, did socially active things, made dinner, read to the offspring and tucked her in bed. It was a full day

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[secret_weapon]

There's a lot to be said for being Good Enough. It is very much under-rated...

the same way perfection is over-rated.

either way you are totally awesome.

♥

And hey - I found out how to access LJ at work -at least for a little while. :)

[jessofthebugs]

Awesome! How's the writing coming?

The biggest part of dealing with mental illness for me is learning to recognize these broken thought pathways before things get bad. When I realize, "Oh, that's not me. That's this broken thought." I can bypass the action associated with it. I may not be able to stop the thought, but I can fix the action.

[secret_weapon]

Well, eh... not great. Although last night I sat down and wrote 1000 words of what I believe will chronologically be the first Abysmal Bodies (baby!Comrade Chekov) story. I very much doubt it will interest anyone other than me and you and perhaps one or two of the original "tovarishchs" if they are still hanging around butit's the first time in months that's I've actually been able to enjoy writing anything without forcing myself to.

Well it does seem like you are getting there - in terms of managing it, I mean. I am not able to add anything insightful I am afraid, and I am crap at knowing what to say so I will just wish you the very best with dealing with them (and think happy thoughts in your direction).

[jessofthebugs]

If there is story inside, write it - It doesn't matter whether one person or one million people will be interested.

I'm not writing a whole hell of a lot, but I did finish Dear Daddy. I just have to get it beta read and posted. It wrapped up nicely and I like how it ends. I may pick the series up again later, when Savas and Jo are teenagers. I'm also considering a Chekov/Sulu epistolary fic, maybe Academy Era. Chekov's letters home to Mama, perhaps, plus everything that surrounds it.

Happy thoughts are sufficient and welcome. Managing things is a constant struggle, but it *does* get easier as you go (I promise). It all hinges on awareness.