The Bipolar Writer Mental Health Blog
A Collaborative Mental Health Blog
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
Yesterday, I received my very first pair of glasses. I didn’t realize how blind I was. I now see everything so differently. So crisp. So clear. It’s insane. I had … Continue reading Now I See
If you ever need someone who will help you through a tough time in your life, I hope to be that person, because it is important to me to be accessible to the readers of this blog.
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.
Mental illness can be exhausting. I feel that this past two years have been a whirlwind of emotion and change. Both fast and slow at the same time. Depressive episodes … Continue reading Reflecting.
I leave for treatment on Thursday. It seems to have come upon us quickly in that slow agonizing kind of way. I am the kind of person that once I … Continue reading Babbles: Bella’s Big Adventure: The Home Stretch
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
When I was 18 months old, I was playing in the yard with my older brother as my mom stood at the window watching us as she washed a few … Continue reading Babbles: Patience
There are many times that I have much to say but don’t end up writing. I stop myself from typing because what I have to say is not uplifting and … Continue reading Babbles: A Dry Well
Haven’t written in a while. Blame the mental illness. I stopped doing a bit of everything for awhile. I finally moved and have been back in Arizona for a couple … Continue reading New Doctor, New Me.
