​About The Bipolar Writer – Part One

I wanted to share the first chapter of my Memoir. I have decided that I am going to try and go down the traditional route from now until my birthday. If by then I have not found an agent I will self-publish (my birthday is in April.) This a long chapter, so I will be dividing it up into a three part seires.

Part One – An Origins Story

I chose to focus this memoir on the last ten years of my Bipolar life starting in 2007, when, on that wet November night, my life changed forever. My diagnosis became Bipolar One. It is where my adult life with mental illness began. I was twenty-two at the time. If I am honest, I had no idea about the realities that would define the next ten years of my life. When I was twenty-two and starting this journey, I was young, naive, had little regard for my life, and the effects it would have on my relationships especially with my family.

 I never thought I would see my thirtieth birthday, I was that suicidal during the first three years of this journey. I never believed that there was something wrong with me— my first mistake. It would take years to get to a point where writing this memoir was a real thing. I had to deal with the peaks and valleys of this Bipolar life to say, “hey I have something to share with the world.” It took those three very different suicide attempts over a three-year period that made me who I am today— The Bipolar Writer. A journey has a starting point, but there is always what happened before the journey that helps define the start of this mental illness journey. 

Those of us in the mental illness community all have an origins story, and mine is no different. My journey began at twenty-two, but in truth, this journey starts at the beginning when my symptoms first started to take shape. It is easier to look back on it now because those early memories are hard to forget.

I was born in the small town of Salinas, California— the central coast as it often referred to by the locals. The area is where John Steinbeck lived and wrote many of his literary works. My childhood was typical. My parents were hard-working (still are), and they always instilled in me their hard work ethic. I was a horrible as a kid in my early years, and often did more bad things than good. I had this extreme need as a kid to steal anything that wasn’t tied down in my house. More often than not I would get caught, which is a good thing, I would never make it as a thief as an adult. I got disciplined the right way, and it made me a better person as I became an adult.

I am a regular guy to the outside world. I have always had an affinity for books, writing, and music. I love Japanese food and the anime culture. Korean pop music seems to be my guilty pleasure, and I am learning to speak the language. I would like to move to South Korea in the future or to Japan. It’s funny talking about the future because it wasn’t always a possibility in my life. That is the great thing about finding myself as a writer is that I have a future (more about that in the later chapters of this book.)

I am a coffee addict, and you will usually find me at a coffee house getting my coffee fix and writing. I am a fantastic role-playing game gamer. Ask anyone who has ever seen me play knows how good I am at strategy turn-based RPGs, but any role-playing game is what I have always used to combat my depression. If there is a boss that is unbeatable in the video game, I will beat it. My best boss battle ever for an “unbeatable boss” was beating Sephiroth in Kingdom Hearts 2. It was amazing. My best series of games that I am proud of beating is the Dark Souls series (up to the latest.)

I am a guy who loves watching Dodgers baseball, Broncos football, and Lakers basketball. I love rooting for my teams. I love hard. I am better at helping other people with their problems before fixing any of my own issues. If we become friends in this life, you become family to me. I am also Bipolar. I am all these things, and you find that in this memoir I will explore every aspect of my life.

End of Part One. Please look for parts two and three in the series that will be going on the rest of the weekend.

Always Keep Fighting


GoFundMe Campaign


Now, I had to use my real name for this (I write under my pseudonym James Edgar Skye) so don’t be surprised by the name–David TC. Also, this allows me to show how much has been donated (I will give the running total at the end of the post.

Donate Through PayPal

Upgrading The Bipolar Writer Blog to a Business

My goal is $325. The cost to upgrade The Bipolar Writer blog to the business level. I am going to try and keep this post going all weekend in hopes that I reach my goal. Please, if you can help it would be amazing, and if you can't, I understand. I haven't done one of these in a while, so here it goes!


This is another excellent way to donate, and to do so just press Pay with PayPal and you can choose to give a minimum of $5.00 (you can decide how much based on the number so2 times would be 2 x 5 and you would donate ten dollars.) 

Venmo – 831-287-4369

I don’t mind sharing my number (I have before several times in the past.)

That is it. I am hoping to raise enough money by this weekend. 


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9 Replies to “​About The Bipolar Writer – Part One”

  1. I cannot begin to say how much your story (even the first part) resonates with me. In 2018 after years (and I mean years because I will be 38 this year) of thinking I was ok, I cracked. And I mean badly. I was on the verge of suicide forgetting I had a husband and children. It didnt matter anymore. I eventually collapsed and eventually was diagnosed with depressive bi polar mood disorder. I will carry on reading. You are brave and true. Just wanted to say thank you.

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    1. You’re not alone!! I have a husband and children too. I have bipolar 1 and am riding the rollercoaster right now. It is hard to watch them go through this too. I know it is hurting them too. I wish I could just stop the cycling and be there for them. But I need to heal Becky. I’m a good mom, but I don’t always feel like one. Trying to get back to feeling like me!! You are brave! Keep reading. Keep sharing. We are in this together and can support each other!

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  2. I have been struggling with the idea of writing my own memoir and have picked it up and put it back down many a time. I was just wondering what works for you? What is your writing process? My biggest fear is I sit down to write it and invest too much time , only to find out nobody wants to read it.

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  3. Looking forward to your memoir! I also have big dreams and I want to write a book someday. Right now that goal feels impossible and out of reach. I am so up and down and I have young kids at home. So I just started blogging. I felt the urge to just start writing and sharing and trying to put this journey into words. I want to give mental illness a voice and help people understand. I wasnt to reach out to those who are hurting. This is a hard road, but I am glad I am not walking it alone. I am finding friends along the way! I have noticed that my experiences with mental illness are teaching me and making me a more loving and empathetic person. I care more about myself and others now. I don’t want us to hurt anymore! But this process is shaping me. I’m becoming more the “real” me and it has forced me out of my shell. Forced me to stop hiding. I’m reaching out. I am finding myself. I am discovering my strengths. I am recogizing hurts I have picked up along the way and I am trying to heal and let go. Sorry, long comment! Just know that you inspire me and I consider you a true friend and fellow traveler.

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