Bouncing Off The Walls

Hello. My name is Day.
I’m bouncing off-the-walls hyper. My mind races so fast, I often skip words or use incorrect ones in speech. It’s like having a very slight case of lifelong dementia. Luckily, my wife and besties are pretty good at deciphering the jumbled garble that spews from my mouth. I’ll stutter or curse out loud in defiance when attempting to utter a word with more than three syllables. I’m a daydreamer, it’s difficult for me to concentrate on the longer words. I prefer not to say them aloud. Alright, alright, I’m incapable of saying them aloud.
I also, although not often, experience auditory and visual hallucinations. Meds make me drowsy and feel like shit. Ergo, I prefer not to use them. I’m fortunate to have many loving people in my life who like me for exactly who I am. Yep, I pinch myself almost daily. Suggesting I don’t eat too much sugar is about as much as they ask of me, and it’s the least I can do for them. ❤
I’m not alone, nor am I special or unique. More than twenty-five percent of the world’s population suffers from mental illness and this includes some authors. I’m as normal as the rest of the world.
Being unable to sit still makes it difficult to read, write, and study. I have to wait for the right moment… when my mind has slowed. When these moments come, I make good use of them. These precious moments are when I wrote my debut novel.