photo credit: pixabay.com
When people ask me what I write about, the first thing I say is my life with mental illness, specifically bipolar disorder. I never wanted to be known by my disorder. I never wanted it to be what defines me, and yet, it is the one thing that is prevalent on
Continue reading 5 Things I Want You to Know About Mental Illness
Some days I’m just off center. Today has been one of those days. I know Sam cares, but that doesn’t help.
Continue reading I Love You, I Want to Punch You in the Throat
I had a Miranda moment this week.
I saw it lurking on the horizon, the speed bump in the road ahead. Life has been good lately, really good. Almost too good, and I never trust it when it’s this good. I question, is this real or is this mania? I wonder when the spiral
Continue reading I’m Not Perfect, and I’m Scared
I don’t use my disorder as a crutch or an excuse, but sometimes it is the only explanation I have for my behavior. And that sounds like an excuse, or the refusal to take responsibility for my actions.
I have hurt a lot of people that I love. I have hurt my family, almost all
Continue reading It Will Never Make Sense to Me
Someone once said to me “You’re a victim of your disorder”. It may very well have been Awesome Therapist. I am sure I’ve heard it before. I’m sure I’ll hear it again. The thing is, while it might be easy to roll over and play the victim in life, therefore absolving you of any responsibility,
Continue reading Victim of My Disorder?