Join James Edgar Skye on Patreon

I launched my Patreon account back in April of 2019, but I was not ready to start a site that allows people into my writing, I am now prepared to put myself out there again. It was a great idea, but not many people can or have the money to be a part of my writing process.

The Bipolar Writer: A Memoir

My memoir is about the first ten to eleven years of my diagnosis as Bipolar One. It revolves around the experiences that I had from 2007 to 2017. I wrote it as if I was sitting as a coffee shop with you, the reader, having a conversation. The memoir is very personal, and you get to see who James Edgar Skye and The Bipolar Writer became what he is today.

We Said Goodbye Six Years Ago Today

Just from these photos, you can see the people that loved him and that five years ago came together to honor this great man. I love my grandfather to this day because he taught me so many great things that I have today. If only he would have seen me continue my recovery with Bipolar 1 and panic disorder, but I believe he is still here in spirit and watching over us with my grandmother.

The Re-release of “The Bipolar Writer: A Memoir”

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!

So Many…

There are so many men and women out there during this pandemic, waiting, longing and eager to send their friends, partners and parents flowers. So they waited a long time … Continue reading So Many…

Depression, the New Reality

There are things you can do that can curb depression if you are feeling the full force of it right now. The bed should be for sleeping and for that activity only. I am no stranger to watching Netflix in the comfort of my bed, but not leaving your bed can be detrimental. Perhaps watching television on a couch or reading a book. When you associate a bed with all the activities of life, it can give you a sense that everything is okay.

Chapter Sixteen – The Bipolar Writer: A Memoir

It was endless depression with very little peace. It was the darkest time in my life. My thoughts were often on the fringes of suicidal idealizations. I thought about all the ways I could die through suicide. I was a man without a purpose, or a will to live.

How My Experiences Changed the Life of Someone Else and Me in the Process

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?

2020 Big Ideas

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.

Now I See

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

If You Ever Need help

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.

The Bipolar Writer Has Been Gone, and I am Sorry

It has been a while friends, and I am sorry. I was mad at the world. No one in particular, or at some level, I was angry at God. My … Continue reading The Bipolar Writer Has Been Gone, and I am Sorry