I can stand here on a soapbox and voice my concerns and observations, except I have no idea where one obtains a soapbox and it’s easier to just get to the point…… Read More Text Etiquette 2 – Because Good Manners Still Don’t Hurt Anyone
When I was first diagnosed with Bipolar, I was put on meds of course, and they sucked. Bad. I have tried different ones here and there but have remained pretty much pharmaceutically medicated free. I will admit that part of this was because the last couple years I had no insurance and the cost of… Read More Revelations of the Medicinal Sort
There seemed, in this place, the normal cliques of society working, only in standards no one normal could possibly recognize. Riley hadn’t quite figured out the hierarchy, having kept to herself as much as possible since arriving. She studied groups intently however during meals and other chances to be social, to see if she could figure… Read More Strange Bonds for Social Circles- (I’m not alright)
Riley Reynolds was 32 and a half years old the morning she woke up crazy. It was a bizarre and beautiful and terrifying experience all at once. Pretty much the same as her life up until that point, bizarre, beautiful and most of all terrifying. Lost, she never understood why she was so different, When… Read More Her name is… (prelude to Mornings)
Morning was always an odd experience inside the locked ward at Mercy General. At first, when the mind perceived it was not exactly asleep and coming to, the sounds and smells were odd but quickly comforting in the fact of the safety of being in a place one didn’t have to make all the decisions.… Read More Mornings in the Looney Bin
Because day to day living isn’t hard enough to navigate with bipolar disorder or other SMI (serious mental illness) let’s add dating and see if you can manage a relationship too. So you go online, find the dating site of your choice and start to write your profile when it occurs to you; Is there… Read More Dating Dilemmas for the Crazy; when to spill the beans.
Dear Ignorant Hater , I understand you are afraid of me and know that fear causes you to act a dick, attempting to make me feel less than you think you are. I’m tired of proving you wrong when you aren’t looking, tired of expending energy to try to help you change your mind and… Read More Dear Ignorant Haters- how about you suck eggs?
Musings on Super Heroes and Manic Stuff The power of the manic mind is that it moves so fast that it leaves societies’ restrictions, eating dust, breaking the barriers of inhibition, and laughing at the shockwave in its wake…the possibilities are astounding. Imagine it a dog free of its leash..running away without care until it… Read More Superheroes, Dogs and Shockwaves
To Stand Up and to Make a Difference. I thought that time was a long time ago and isn’t that what we should be doing all the time? Eh.. well we could go there or we can go on and I think the time has come to move on from things we have not accomplished in… Read More The Time has Come the Walrus Said…
One of the most common causes of failure is the habit of quitting when one is overtaken by temporary defeat. ~ Napoleon Hill Failure is simply an opportunity to begin again, this time more intelligently. ~ Henry Ford I am in hell. One of my making I realize. One that I could have avoided had… Read More Failure and Coping
Often when I am writing and the subject of being not right in the head comes up, I will be happily clacking along the key board, tap tap tap tap tappity tap tap …tap …t..a..p and am stopped short by the fact I am in a place where I am not happy to be. It… Read More Call me Crazy, No, Really…
I live in my head. It;s true. In the last year I have taken up residence on the top floor and for the most part I have a very busy adventurous life wandering the corners of my mind, sometimes to the point of forgetting that I reside in a body, that is a physical manifestation… Read More Real Girl, Real World
He was my friend first and foremost. The first friend I ever had that didn’t really mind the third wheel always with us. I think it was because it belonged to him too. Just, nobody had told him yet. The day we met was like the brightest sunniest day I have ever seen. No clouds.… Read More Romantic Monday, Of Love and Love Lost; My Love Bipolar
Adrift at sea, no rudder, on a steadfast course to nowhere. The water like glass..flat and still, Nothing stirs in the disturbing calm. I don’t know how to weather this I don’t know how to breathe I want my mind’s tossed wilderness of endless stormy seas. When in the eye of the storm I fear for… Read More Eye of The Storm
Running Naked With Scissors 