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!
When this is all over, let’s be better people. Let us put people in power that want to help the people without a voice because they are the disfranchised.
Let’s have a mental health party!
To turn my back around from COVID – 19driving me up the wall, I decided to pour my time and energy into a project that I have been wanting to … Continue reading Children’s book for mental illness
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I spent some time in the Arizona Army National Guard. They had started a program called Master Resiliency Training (MRT). Arizona had one of the highest suicide rates among soldiers. … Continue reading 7 Ways I Changed from Hunting the Good Stuff
From what they told me, for years, they were struggling in silence with their illness. They had decided long ago that they would not share their stories with anyone that they were in their lives. Even writing anonymously on a blog like I do here as James Edgar Skye. They wanted to share, but they were scared to do so because of one thing, the stigma. What would other people think?
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 wanted to share all of this because this is the year where I take everything to the next level. My followers are so important not just to me, but to the contributor writers that call this place home. I want to show the world what a community such as ours is capable of doing amazing things.
The Bipolar Writer Collaborative blog will be around for another year. I will admit that I had my doubts about keeping the site, but there is still more work to … Continue reading Keeping The Bipolar Writer Blog for One More Year
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.
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.