I got my cat Calypso five years ago when I had moved back home from University. That period of my life was when I was struggling badly with my mental … Continue reading How an Emotional Support Animal Helped With my Healing
Yesterday I turned 26 years old. I had an absolutely wonderful day spent with my family and my boyfriend. There was nothing lavish or anything but it was time well … Continue reading A Birthday Reflection
I’ve been doing well to keep up with reading most of the posts on this fantastic collaborative blog and I’ve noticed that a lot of us are really struggling right … Continue reading Let’s Bloom Together
When you look at a tree, what do you see? When I look at a tree, what do I see? I see a structure of strength and resilience. What stands … Continue reading Tree Roots
It’s been three years since I was officially diagnosed as having Bipolar 1 with mixed episodes. The last three years consisted of numerous ups and downs, and many lessons learned. … Continue reading Living with Bipolar: Tools for Success
I was reminded of a number of things when I met with my psychiatrist last Thursday afternoon. One thing that she complimented me on was how I was in tune … Continue reading A Full Time Job: Managing Mental Illness
Gratitude. It’s a very powerful thing – in fact, it can be the momentum you need to keep you moving through the days you feel too tired to continue; tired … Continue reading Gratitude can’t always scare off your depression – and that’s ok
life is too short to be boring.
Seeing a friendship that was once vibrant with life and laughter die in front of your eyes can be a sad sight. As it takes its final breath, I have … Continue reading When I Was Not Enough: Death of A Friendship
Eunoia. It was my blogs original name. It is what I called it and it was perfect. I feel that I have to emphasize my reason for writing. It started as … Continue reading Eunoia.
Please don’t judge me for the title of my post, hear me out before you think of me as someone who is “fake” or “self-absorbed.” In my life, I have … Continue reading Makeup Saved My Life
It hurts when people erase us – our struggles, our scars, our victories, our invisible battles, a part of our lives that shapes us and our paths in ways others … Continue reading I’m not “too sensitive.” I’m mentally ill.