So many times in my life, since being aware of the effect Bipolar Disorder has on me, I have been scared to chase my dreams. I get this surge to push on, knowing the voice in the back of my mind is speaking to me about how silly I will look when I try to
In life, I have made these choices that I knew would probably end up bad at the time I made them, but I forged forward ignoring the clear signs. Maybe my hope in humanity is much greater than it should be, but I can’t stop believing that people are more good than bad. I was
The word I want to highlight in this post is compassion. If someone shows kindness, caring, and a willingness to help others, they’re showing compassion. This is a word for a very positive emotion that has to do with being thoughtful and decent. Giving to a charity takes compassion. Volunteering to work with sick people or animals
Some part of me is losing control. The balance is off so badly that I don’t know what to feel. I feel insecurity. I feel distant. I feel messy. I feel chaotic. Why? This is so out of left field, it’s so frustrating! I know bipolar is not curable. I know I have to learn
There is a point in time when I realized being bipolar is also another way of saying I am emotionally charged. What is Emotionally charged to me? Basically, I feel the ups and the downs of life. Everyday we all face stuff, and I often allow the stuff to change my demeanor, my attitude, and
I found this quote on Facebook and felt that it was worthy of sharing. Learn to be your own best friend, because there’s going to be days when no-one is going to be there for you but yourself!!! Though I made it through the worst of my most recent storm, I still have to remember
Today is a holiday I used to believe to be a waste of time. I used to say selfish things like: What do I have to be thankful for living with bipolar disorder? Or Should I be thankful I didn’t commit suicide this year? It used to be an unhealthy day for me, one where
I took a pause from blogging to handle some of my own shit. I was blogging, but I didn’t post them. I have such an intense collection of unposted blogs that I might start selling them. The reason for this is because if you really want to understand living with bipolar disorder, unmedicated, I write
I wrote a blog feeling hopeless the other day. I had just gotten home, my energy was low from the long travels and I felt overwhelmed because I was putting expectations on myself. This was a huge MISTAKE! I went to Bali to find myself, and find myself was exactly what I did. Sometimes I
I’m home. I missed being home because of the familiar faces and my children. But I am miserable. I don’t know why, I can’t explain it, I wish I could understand how I am capable of being my truest self in Bali, then coming home and forgetting who I am. I was so Happy and
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