I just formally signed up to attend my 30th high school reunion. This will actually be the very first one I have ever attended. I only really kept in touch with one high school friend, until recently when I found another good one through Facebook. I went to a small private school, and at the time my class had only 25 students. Despite the small number, I was only somewhat friends with a few students. It was only a year after my first major bipolar episode. I had had a rather traumatic experience at a previous school. The private school was nice, but I isolated a lot. Honestly, not that many students knew me well at all. I've been thinking about what to say to people there. It's tough! These things are often brag sessions about careers and children. Right now I have neither. I think I look almost exactly the same as in high school, other than being a lot chunkier and obviously a bit older.

This morning I went to take my morning medications and realized that I forgot yesterday's. That's unusual for me, but when it does happen, it happens because I had trouble getting up in the morning. That's exactly what happened yesterday. The only reason I had trouble is because I stayed up too late at night the night before. That's not good for me, I know. Last night I conked out quite early and woke up feeling pretty good. As for the results of missing yesterday's morning medications? I did have a bit of anxiety yesterday morning, but nothing really beyond that. That's unusual, too. Usually I feel unwell a number of hours into the day when I've missed my morning medications. I never fully miss my evening medications, because if I forget them, I always eventually remember them because I can't sleep.