I have outgrown friendships, love-ships and family-ships that did not celebrate accomplishments. I stopped supporting people who disappeared whenever life got a little tough. I learnt to respect myself.
For one to live, we must fill our lungs with air and release the carbon dioxide from within. This is a simple and usually automatic action for every living creature. … Continue reading Breathe…Through It
Desolate Undermined Lost Confused Misused Berated Segregated Stigmatized In Society’s Eye Chastized Minimized Categorized Broken Ties Ostracized Penalized Compromised Systematically Demoralized Better off Dead Thoughts in this Head Regretfully Ever … Continue reading Judged
Today, I’d like to share a favorite poem that I heard many years ago when I was in the struggle of figuring out and accepting my diagnosis. It resonated with … Continue reading A Favorite Poem, and Today’s Thoughts
When I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder, I was 23 years old. That was 12 years ago. Although it was an intense situation and I had a lot of fear, … Continue reading Courage, (Insert your name here)
I sat in the waiting room clutching papers in my hand. For two weeks I had prepared to tell my doctor that I finally began seeing a therapist and that … Continue reading Stabilize
If you have ever ridden a roller coaster, you understand the excitement and fear that courses through your mind and body as you burst through the track. You experience such … Continue reading Introduction
There is no light at the end of the tunnel. You are the light. And nothing in your dreams will get easier. But if you keep going, you will get stronger than ANYTHING putting you down.
Some days, you win. Other days, you learn. There is no loss. Your mental illness does not define the core of who you are, and it most certainly does not change what you’re meant to do – and we’re all here for something.