I wrote a letter to myself at this time last year, you can find it here. A birthday, my birthday April 10, is something special to me because there was a time in my life where I did not want to be a part of this world. I once believed that I would perish before the age of thirty. Yet, things changed. I found myself in mental illness life and a place within the mental illness community. So here is a letter to myself and my blog on my birthday.
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A Letter to The Bipolar Writer and my Blog
We continue our journey, James towards the future and ending the stigma of mental health.
A year and half of creating a place where others like you can be safe and share their mental illness stories. You created a community with an already amazing mental health community. Through the ups and downs, with the amazing contributor writers and followers, we have hit amazing numbers for such a young blog.
Since your last birthday a year ago there were so many goals and achievements that became a reality. You did the impossible, and you got your Bachelor’s of Arts in Creative Writing and English. It was never easy. You lost your grandfather during this time, and you had to watch as he slowly withered away from cancer. There were the depression cycles, dealing with social anxiety, and the week you spent in the hospital with bleeding ulcers. It was an amazing achievement just to graduate–summa cum laude.Become a Patron!
Then you continued to surprise by finishing your memoir at the beginning of the year. Now you are working towards saving to get a copy editor so that you can put the final touches so that it will be the best way to help end the stigma–your life goal. You are so close to that goal.
You have become so strong, and at times you have no idea where it comes from but you find it. In October of last year, you began a different journey to become a graduate student. It has been amazing so far even if it keeps you extremely busy most weeks. In your story concept class, you began to create the novel that has been years in the making, and now it is becoming a reality. You started to write a novella and there are the screenplays that you are hoping to sell one day soon. Your writing life is coming together.
You have come an even longer way in your mental health.
Mental health. Some days you forget that above all else you have to work on your own mental health.
You feel responsible for every person that becomes a follower or contributor that is a part of this great thing you have done. That this blog is your responsibility to help end the stigma. You forget reality. Your in this life with so many amazing other people, a community.Become a Patron!
There will always be tough days. Depression. Insomnia. Social anxiety. Panic attacks. Mental illness will always be a part of my life. Now I have a real opportunity to make even better leaps in my mental health. Just a few weeks ago you were struggling mightily with your social anxiety. Things have changed in the past few weeks and it gives you hope for the future.
That is where the rest of this birthday blog post will be headed, to the future. I want to work on my social anxiety. I want to travel more and do the things that I always have on my list but always go by the wayside. Life is funny sometimes. You never really know what the future holds. Three years ago if you told me I would be sharing my every thought with the mental illness community. I would have laughed. Yet, here I am writing.
Thank you James for another great year.