I am Sorry about Disappearing.

I disappeared for about umm, five years, from fb, or three? I dunno. I was in a self-loathing, overly sleeping, overall depression. It was not until about six months I cut back alcohol and I recently started a new and improved fb, and ME! ;D But, really.

And also really, to all my close friends and family that I hurt i really am sorry about it. I slept all day and night, the serequel and the booze combined did nothing but make me fat and lazy, and fucking horrific person to be around. I dunno, I’m just sorry. If I hurt anyone along the way, well I probably love and care a whole bunch about you.




Controlled and leveled out manic episodes, the workings of late.

I honestly with all my might never thought for one second I would ever again have anything close to manic episode. Well, it happened. After my mind being depressed and up and down from drinking a lot but never manic for five whole years…the horrifyingly quiet disease waited in the dark to jump out and reveal the worst thing that could possibly happen in my life, so i thought.

I didn’t believe I ever had BiPolar, I really didn’t. I figured it was from the years of opioid addiction and the constant abuse of xanax along with two relationships that failed miserably. I was a thriving piece of shit. As any junkie is. I’ll write word for word what is on my journal picture attached to this post. I like to write with my new pen and pencils, hehe.


Making the most of my hypomania (symptoms in bi II and bi include: Grandiosity, rapid and frenzied speaking, manic episode, and agitation), I’ve had all the symptoms but am coming down because of my medication that my doc upped. I have not had the depression lately, actually I have been in pretty good moods throughout the last six months, could relate to cutting alcohol in addition to the minor mania. Overall, feeling happy, with anxiety only very far in between. Hey, at least there’s that, and also the almost constant need to be creative, the amount of ideas in my head is just thrilling!

Making a lot of art the past couple of months. Today I was organizing every possible thing that could be organized, including notes in my phone -_- there were tons and not all made sense, lol. Since we are on a budget this month I decided to pull out the old mannequin in Josh’s closet along with some bright christmas ornaments and markers, glue, lights, dirt and water. I made an art mannequin, took some pics and I actually got some good material. I used the chibi style drawing that Corena, my niece, taught me today on the head of the mannequin with markers. So, I’ve had a lot of energy then I decided next to make a really good chicken taco meal without using a recipe and it came out great. I’m learning! I cook a lot btw. We ate and I edited for couple hours obsessively. Then I decided to decorate the open closet in the living room facing the couch. wtf. So I used some sparkly trinkets and more white christmas lights. I had to clean, so it took a while. Josh had went to sleep already and its about one thirty by now. I then looked up how to cut my own layers, even though I only had pastry scissors (I mean, they ARE really sharp), so I used those and cut a lot off. It came out good!! Phew! Not to mention all the driving around and errands during the day until 5.         3 am. 

I’m pretty stable though with my meds so I’m not up all night and having scary paranoid thoughts. Thank you, universe. SO, I slept for little while and now I’m writing after a cannaoil espresso at 6 am. 


I wanted to write about this for a long time. My ups and downs. My truths. Why I do or act certain ways, I want others to understand, and if I even help only one person to understand then I’m happy, very happy. Have a good day, all! I’m gonna most likely be creating and talking

a LOT today ;D. peace.




Hypomania-tic Persons. We’re each vastly different.

Learning and growing. Learning about myself, how to live life and especially nights sober, with occasional mild to extreme “mood swings”, it mostly ranges between deep depression or hyper manic happy OCD type stages. Lol. I’ve been hiding all of this for so so long. But not now. I’m coming clean, welp…now, any one person reading my new lone blog, knows. Cheers to you, person that is friggin’ cool.

Ang Leal,


(my old maiden last name is Lealuez and we found out that when my great grand parents  came by boat from Portugal and Norway they changed it to the latter from Leal.) Hence the new changes HA! K, bye.