I have never been hospitalized before. I think that I am pretty good at hiding things, but I couldn’t hide this from myself. I knew there was something wrong. I … Continue reading My First Time.
I have been trying to find the words about how I feel about my mania. All I can think is that I am grateful. There are a lot of ways … Continue reading Mindful.
**This post discusses the use of marijuana. Please do not read if you are triggered by discussions about drug use. I am not a medical professional and the below information … Continue reading Pot.
This is a two part post: The next part is scheduled to be posted tomorrow. I want to start off by saying that I voluntarily see my psych doc weekly … Continue reading Clarity.
Just from these photos, you can see the people that loved him and that five years ago came together to honor this great man. I love my grandfather to this day because he taught me so many great things that I have today. If only he would have seen me continue my recovery with Bipolar 1 and panic disorder, but I believe he is still here in spirit and watching over us with my grandmother.
30. Thirty. The big 3-0. I want to mark this time. (peep that pic of me celebrating graduation in late May) If you would have asked 20 year old me … Continue reading Thirty.
James Edgar Skye (The Bipolar Writer) is collaborating with Grounds for Clarity on a new Discord Channel called Community Mental Health Discussions. It will be a place where you can come anonymously if needed to discuss the many topics that come with mental illness and mental health. Our goal is to have open-ended discussions that are open 24/7. Myself and Grounds for Clarity will be moderators.
Guns N’ Roses Welcome to the Jungle blaring on my Dad’s state of the art stereo system. A fifth of Peach Schnapps and two 14 year old girls looking for a good … Continue reading Loss of Innocence (Fall 1987-14 Years Old)
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
It is funny how depression is so normal to me that I don’t really give much thought to it. I mean, I know when things are bad, I may feel … Continue reading What is What.
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.
I have never made told anyone my New Years resolutions. I just think putting that kind of pressure on something is setting yourself up for failure. I wish I could say … Continue reading Stepping Out.