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Inside My Racing Mind: Why I’m “All Over the Place”

Inside My Racing Mind: Why I’m “All Over the Place” (And How I Make It Work)

If you’ve been reading Sincere Scribbles for a while, you’ve probably noticed something about me:
one week I’m fermenting sauerkraut, the next I’m talking alien spacecrafts, the next I’m planting elephant ears by a frog pond.

I am all over the place — and that’s not a branding gimmick. That’s literally my brain.

I live with manic bipolar disorder, borderline personality disorder, generalized anxiety disorder, obsessive-compulsive disorder, and post-traumatic stress disorder.
That’s a mouthful, I know. But it’s my everyday reality.


My Mind Never Stops

Picture a TV with 500 channels playing at once.
That’s my head, 24/7, 365 days a year. Ideas. Worries. Dreams. Plans. Connections. It’s exhausting and exhilarating at the same time.

Sometimes it’s mania pushing me into overdrive. Sometimes it’s anxiety scanning for danger. Sometimes it’s the ghosts of old trauma trying to pull me backward. And sometimes it’s just my raw curiosity lighting up like fireworks.


The Flip Side of Chaos

Here’s the thing: the same brain chemistry that makes me restless and scattered also makes me wildly creative, intuitive, and determined.
It’s how I can run a homestead, a skincare line, a blog, and still dive deep into topics like ancient technology without a budget or a degree.

I don’t say this to romanticize mental illness — it’s hard, and some days it’s hell. But I’ve learned to treat my mind like a wild river: instead of damming it, I channel it. That’s how I’ve built everything you see here.


Why I Share This

Because someone reading this right now is probably thinking, “I’ll never get it together. My brain is too much.”
And I want you to know: you’re not “too much.” You’re a different kind of engine. You might need better tools, better boundaries, and more rest than others — but you’re not broken.

This blog isn’t a polished lifestyle brand. It’s my real life: messy, intense, brilliant, and healing in real time. If my chaos can help you feel less alone in yours, then it’s worth putting out there.


Where We Go From Here

So if you see me jump from aliens to recipes to DIY frog ponds, now you know why. This is how my brain works.
I’m not perfect, I’m not done, but I’m here — and if you’re here too, welcome to the ride.

I’m Stacy, the woman behind Sincere Scribbles — a space where real life meets real roots. I write it like it is: homestead updates, honest recipes, raw reflections, and all the scribbles in between. No fluff, no sugarcoating, just everyday living with heart, grit, and a little Southern soul.

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