Things are going really well right now.

My sales numbers at work have been strong. The book stuff has been genuinely fun and encouraging. Podcasts, interviews for the next book, getting to talk with people I respect, learning completely new things like Amazon ads, house projects, all of it. I’m grateful for every bit of it.

But if you live with bipolar disorder, you also learn to be careful around seasons like this.

A lot of exciting things happening at once can feel like one giant dopamine hit. Part of me gets nervous waiting for the crash because historically there usually was one.

So I keep reminding myself that the daily habits matter regardless of how life feels in the moment.

Exercise. Nutrition. Sleep. Sunlight. Structure. Staying connected to people. Taking my meds. Keeping life steady even when my brain wants to sprint ahead of reality.

At this point those habits feel less like “optimization” and more like brushing my teeth. Even when I’m depressed, I still brush my teeth.

That mindset has probably saved my life more than once.