t-r-u-s-t.
Trust. T. R. U. S. T. It’s this simple, five letter word which holds so much meaning. You lose it, you gain it, you break it and you restore it. Trust is a very resilient
Struggles.
I’m bipolar. I take my thyroid medicine almost every day. I take my mood stabilizer every night. I understand the medical reasons behind why I am this way. I cry at a wall, unable to
A Night Like This…
The day begins. It is bright with sunshine and it smells like sweet grass. The hours pass by in my manic blur. All I recall is happiness before the dusk settles in and night falls.
Fade To Black…
Erratic. Loud. Amazing. Callous. Cold. Spoiled. Beautiful. Manic. Crazy. These words have been used to describe me, label me, and judge me. When one does not understand something, the first instinct is to attempt
Catching Up
Before I was diagnosed as bipolar, I had the benefit of the doubt. Perhaps I was having a bad day, I was just moody, I some up on the wrong side of the bed. I