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.
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
What I want people that follow this blog is that sometimes we have to take chances. I could have decided to let the depression bring me to the worst places of my depression. I am, of course, always going to have days where things are bad, and I miss my mother every day. I am stronger now, and it was because of my mother. She would have wanted me to continue to grow.
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 always envisioned this blog as a collaborative effort with people writing down their experiences and sharing it with the world. It was that way for a while. In 2019, things got complicated, and just when I was beginning to find my way back to this blog, my life fell apart.
What hurts the most is that I was right there, a published author who went through the process the way it is supposed to be.
I do my best to take responsibility for the wrong doings and choices I have made. With a lot of help from my mental health provider, I have come to … Continue reading Bipolar Bankruptcy.
It also made it harder the way 2019 ended for me, and how I was working through dealing with the death of my mother. I am going through the stages of grief in my own way, but that is for another post. There were plans set in motion in November of last year to begin the stages of a new non-fiction book. I am a writer. It does not matter about writing fiction, non-fiction, screenplays, or poetry, I go where my mind takes me to the next projects. It could be a novel or the short stories that I am writing in my current graduate courses. It is all relevant, as long as I am writing, life moves forward.
Mental illness sucks. That’s the summation of my thoughts, usually after a depressive spiral. It’s what I think when a good friend loses a job because of a schizophrenic episode. … Continue reading Need Help? Go On and Ask for It
Eventually, I got out of bed and was somewhat productive. I got up. I took a shower and tried to eat. I will admit it was all junk food, but it helped get me moving. I met with my client, did my three hours of interview time, and it helped me to at least find a silver lining when depression was all I had going that day.