As an adult I’ve found it difficult to make friends and keep friendships afloat. I try my best but it doesn’t seem to be enough sometimes. During this quarantine period … Continue reading Left on Read
I have been working on getting back to this point. I am announcing that once again, The Bipolar Writer: A Memoir is finally available to buy once again on Amazon!
sleepless nightsand sleeping inaimless walkson dimly lit streetsshooting starsabove a back yard trampolinesinging songsto the sky that never listens binging fruit loopson a front porch swingdancing downstairsin our underwear last … Continue reading In Dreams
Broken and aloneChilled to the boneConfused, spinningFrom the chorus in my home‘You’re not enoughYou’re not enoughYou can’t do it on your own’ I concedeI give inOkay, I’ll listenI must admitI’ve … Continue reading My Demon Said To Me
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.
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
For those that have been following my journey to publish my memoir, you will be pleased to know that I am in the final stages, and I will be getting … Continue reading The Bipolar Writer: A Memoir (The release of my cover)
The days are passing quickly. I suspect that it is due to being so busy. However, I feel like I am barely keeping my head above water so to speak, … Continue reading Babbles: Bella’s Big Adventure: Perspective
I got the final concept of the cover of The Bipolar Writer: A Memoir, and it looks fantastic. For those that don’t know, I have been working over the last … Continue reading What is Next for The Bipolar Writer
If you have been looking for The Bipolar Writer or James Edgar Skye, he has been on a bizarre roller coaster that has been rough on him, and so he … Continue reading I’ve Been Gone, And I am Sorry
Please don’t tell me that a smile and your sorrow just don’t go together. I would not look upon my anger as something foreign to me that I have to … Continue reading What Anger Is To Me
There are days that I amaze myself at how well I can function. I am up, dressed, and totally on point. Out the door before I am supposed to be, … Continue reading Babbles: What Shoes are on my Feet?