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
Today I want to talk about the cycles and circles and stuff of bipolar disorder, being bipolar, having bipolar and the importance of continuing to manage when it feels like the need to is gone.… Read More Bipolar Bytes – Take Your Medicine
So I have taken to riding the bus. Public transportation. It has been about 3 months now and I have met the best people and some of the worst. I often look back on a bus trip or on getting to and from the bus and wonder why I am not dead in the… Read More The Best and The Worst
If I am Chaos
You are calm…… Read More We
Bipolar Bytes…What this is. Remember your life before? Before you were hit with the big bipolar diagnosis? The realization you have not just a mental disorder but what is considered also, a serious mental illness? I bet you remember life after. Well, unless you were jacked up on a bunch of meds trying to find… Read More Bipolar Bytes: Before and After; Why a Diagnosis Should Only Help
Can I talk a little about the gym for a minute? I joined a gym. No, not bandwagon resolution for the New Year I am going to get in shape join the gym. Back in October, when I decided to start managing the whole Bipolar thing. It’s a good outlet for the extra energy when… Read More Slightly Cracked Observations on… – Let’s go to the Gym
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?
My parents and I had a conversation the other day. That in itself is not that newsworthy don’t misunderstand, I talk to my parents everyday. It was notable in its content. Not notable really, just a little butterfly. I was pointing out how much TV influenced, and continues to influence the way we see the world… Read More Resolve, It Isn’t Just for Carpets Anymore, Midafternoon Mental Moment
Ho Ho Ho and Fa la la la la, de da de do do. That is my own made up version of Holiday carols. I do that sometimes and it’s always fun to play around with words and phrases, especially to illicit a laugh or two from an appreciating crowd. Or my kids. I know… Read More Dislike Unlike, Like Seriously? …a Mental Moment