Dear Patient
Dear patients, Stigma is ever present when it comes to mental health, but I feel that it needs to be addressed. It needs to be addressed over and over and … Continue reading Dear Patient
Category: Fears
Bumps in the Night.
You know when you are home alone, and every little noise will freak you out? This was not that. I have had this happen. When I was younger, I couldn’t … Continue reading Bumps in the Night.
When panic attacks, this is how I regain control
My anxiety has this charming habit where it can completely derail my life when it’s in the mood, but, today I wanted to share some pretty neat ways that I … Continue reading When panic attacks, this is how I regain control
I Read/Write/Watch Horror to Cope with My Mental Illness
I always enjoyed horror though I never considered myself a fan of horror. I remember watching Tim Curry portray Pennywise the Clown in “IT” (1990) when I was three or … Continue reading I Read/Write/Watch Horror to Cope with My Mental Illness
What’s Meant to Be
Sunday I jetted from teaching a Wreath Making event to an early dinner with my spouse (The class was a success). I have never been to the eatery before alone, … Continue reading What’s Meant to Be
Invisible Illness
Mental illness has been shaped as being invisible. The needs of people with mental illness being met has been invisible too. Stop making me invisible. You wouldn’t want it for you.
Joy Daehn Interview Feature
There are times when writing interview features for The Bipolar Writer blog that it gets personal to me because I can directly relate to the subject of the article. When … Continue reading Joy Daehn Interview Feature
Sharing My Vision for The Bipolar Writer Blog
I hope that each and every one of my fellow bloggers take a much-needed time off this Labor Day weekend. I recently wrote a couple of posts that talked about … Continue reading Sharing My Vision for The Bipolar Writer Blog
A Chapter from “The Bipolar Writer” Memoir
To be in a place where suicide is the only option isn’t as fresh in my mind, but it is the worst feeling I have ever felt in my life. I remember it well. You never forget the depths of the darkness that is suicidal thoughts. The places that my mind went to when my depression was at its darkest was hell, and it felt like there was no escape. I wanted to be anywhere but in my own body.
Don’t Feed the Reaper
Right off the top: I am absolutely thrilled to be here. To be in the company of such strong and inspiring people is truly a gift. I hope I can … Continue reading Don’t Feed the Reaper
Winter Speaks Memories – A J.E. Skye Poem (Depression)
Empty days pass through
the hourglass of life as winter offers little hope.
Figures never stay—
words fall like snow around me but never penetrate.
I don’t love everything about my body.
I wish my decoy wasn’t to look for flaws in an argument or even set out to see things from a different perspective however, I guess if I really wished … Continue reading I don’t love everything about my body.
