Exploding With Emotion.

I am not an outwardly emotional person. Behind closed doors, I spill it all. If you asked my mom or friends, they would never describe me as boy crazy. I … Continue reading Exploding With Emotion.

Chapter Forty: I Dreamed A Burning Man

He inhales air filling his lungs to capacity, releasing slowly. Everything all around slows. With his every breath the blurry images passing us by beginning to take shape. They are memories of a black-haired man with a beard like steel wires trying to steady a jet-black car as he tries to control his breathing.

Looking for gold veins in black granite

How is it best to be, think, or feel,  when we are threatened by darkness, whether from external factors or whether in our own minds?  I think this is a … Continue reading Looking for gold veins in black granite

My mother.

With the news of James’ mom’s recent passing, I find myself reflecting on my own parent/child relationship. How lucky am I to have her, and how much I feel for … Continue reading My mother.

2019

2019 has been a year of growth and challenges. But I can never blame myself for wanting to live. Everything is teaching me something. As long as I’m open and … Continue reading 2019

A Decade Mental Health Reflection

10 years is a really freaking long time. Looking back I think this may have been the most transformative decade of my life because so many monumental things happened. I … Continue reading A Decade Mental Health Reflection

Celebrating Another Milestone on The Bipolar Writer Collaborative Blog

Even with the slowdown in blog posts on The Bipolar Writer Collaborative blog, we have reached another fantastic milestone, and it is all because of the amazing followers on this … Continue reading Celebrating Another Milestone on The Bipolar Writer Collaborative Blog

Social Anxiety and Me

Starting a new job can be challenging for anyone but when mental illness is tossed into the mix, things can be even more difficult. I am about to start the … Continue reading Social Anxiety and Me