I Dreamed a Burning Man (A Prose Poem)

It takes every part of me to make the words escape my mouth. “You must stop this,” I yell at the burning man. “Breathe, you must.” He inhales air filling his lungs to capacity, releasing slowly. Everything all around slows, slowly at first. With his every breathe the blurry images passing us by begin to take shape.

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Contributor Writers on The Bipolar Writer Blog

I had some time today, so I thought it was time to expand my contributor blogger family. Since introducing new contributor bloggers on The Bipolar Writer blog. It has been … Continue reading Contributor Writers on The Bipolar Writer Blog

A Chapter From The Bipolar Writer

The ambulance came, and it was a big thing. I couldn’t breathe, and I was hyperventilating so bad I almost passed out. I spent the night in the hospital. When my social anxiety had hit its peak for the first in years, it became clear what things worked. I still don’t know precisely why my social anxiety began to spiral.

Subjects to Discuss in September

September is a particularly good month because it marks the one year anniversary since I started this blog (I will be publishing an individual blog post to commemorate this big event.) So, if you have something mental health related, and I have an opinion on that subject, drop a comment down below. Let’s have a fantastic September!

Sharing My Vision for The Bipolar Writer Blog

I hope that each and every one of my fellow bloggers take a much-needed time off this Labor Day weekend. I recently wrote a couple of posts that talked about … Continue reading Sharing My Vision for The Bipolar Writer Blog

The Bipolar Writer Blog Needs Your Help!

If you have been following my blog, you know that I have been working since November of 2017 on my memoir. All the money donated since that time has been put into a fund to pay the artist that is creating a cover so I can self-publish. Every cent that I have is going for that purpose.

Why do We Fight to End the Mental Illness Stigma?

Above all, we must encourage those that are suffering alone without help to seek help. There is nothing more important than seeking help, and it is the most stigmatized part of mental illness.

What it’s Like to Have a Panic Attack While Driving – A Poem

I know if I pass this point, it will take a panic attack to get me to turn back.
I pass it without issue, but it’s not long before the panic fully sets in.
I am losing myself on the highway.
My biggest fear.

What Topics Should I Write in August?

I always have a good working list of topics I want to discuss on The Bipolar Writer blog. Often some of my blog posts are random thoughts that pop into … Continue reading What Topics Should I Write in August?

Thank you! 7,000 Followers!

It is a great feeling to reach another milestone for The Bipolar Writer blog– 7,000 Followers.

Finally an Update I Will Love- My Memoir

It has been a long process. Seriously. There were so many days where I wanted to quit it all and give up my dreams of sharing my experiences with mental … Continue reading Finally an Update I Will Love- My Memoir

Updated Version of my Poem: 12:15 am

12:15 am by James Edgar Skye It’s 12:15 am, I am in a dark room my mind racing and the panic is rising out of nowhere. Shallow and slow, I … Continue reading Updated Version of my Poem: 12:15 am