A Depression Poem – By J.E. Skye
I wanted to preface this poem with a “trigger warning,” this is a poem I wrote about suicide and depression recently, at this time I am NOT depressed or suicidal. … Continue reading A Depression Poem – By J.E. Skye
Category: Mania
Sleepless highs – Part 1
I drank a lot of alcohol. However, I felt incredible, and I felt confident, strong and unstoppable. I was what people would describe in the social context, as ‘on form’.
Too Many Excuses.
I love writing. I write lists as a comfort, and my thoughts as an outlet. Sometimes, I get hung up on others opinions of my writing. Opinions I shouldn’t worry … Continue reading Too Many Excuses.
My First Time.
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.
Mindful.
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.
Mania.
Please know that the following is me writing something when this discovery hit me. I plan to write about my thoughts on my manic journal on another post tomorrow. No … Continue reading Mania.
Pot.
**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.
Clarity.
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.
Thirty.
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.
My Article for PSYCOM
I can’t believe it has already been a couple of years, but I wrote an article entitled What I Wish People Knew About Bipolar I Disorder. I wanted to share it again … Continue reading My Article for PSYCOM
Bringing Color Back.
If you have followed along, you would know that I have had some pretty big gaps in medication management. Whether it be from my own failure to comply, medications that … Continue reading Bringing Color Back.
My Demon Said To Me
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
