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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’.

Handle With Love

“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will NEVER forget how you made them feel.” ~Maya Angelou I find that … Continue reading Handle With Love

An Article About the Local Book I am Writing

The Bipolar Writer is moving forward with his LLC business. The Bipolar Writer Ghostwriting Services is my new company. If you are looking for a memoirist, I have room for one more project.

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 Dark Passenger, Can I Detach? Part One

The dark passenger is an old friend. I have known this something for so long, and I know if I give it space, it may never leave me, and detach we can be separate. Less depressive episodes would be a significant step in a direction.

There are Days Where I Don’t Have it, That is Okay

Yesterday was one of those days. In the morning, I had school, workout, clients, a small little mental breakdown about an interview for a book I am writing in my local newspaper, help from my life coach, killed the interview, and then worked with a client until late in the night. But, my day was incomplete flow. Today was just a different flow.

Detachment from Scenarios

I will be vague about the event in the sense that I will share an event that was troubling me a lot because of the negative feelings I was associating with this person. It was my feelings that were driving a wedge between myself and this person. What did detaching myself from the situation do for me? It gave me a chance to shift my perspective.

Is It Anxiety? Tips and Tricks to Recognize Signs of Anxiety, and To Deal With Them

I have a fairly normal outlook on the world:-someone’s late coming home …so he must be dead or kidnapped.-that person didn’t smile at me …she hates me.-the warning light came … Continue reading Is It Anxiety? Tips and Tricks to Recognize Signs of Anxiety, and To Deal With Them

Time for The Bipolar Writer to be Vulnerable

This past week I have doubted myself, felt sorry for myself, felt a level of self-loathing that was amazing, felt like giving up my dreams, and so much anger at what life was throwing at me. As if the universe owed me something for my past pain. I caught myself saying, why me. I felt a selfish twinge at every little slight. Do you know where that got me? Caught in a web of more pain that only made me more depressed at the end of each day.