Over the course of the last month, I have had the honor to do a freelance project called Inside and Out with a local writer named Terry Fisher. In the … Continue reading Inside and Out
Over the past month, I have been working with a local writer putting together a book of odes and musings called Inside and Out. The author’s name is Terry Fisher, … Continue reading Ode to Depression
Disclaimer: What I’m about to write is my own experiences in drug/talk therapy. What works for me may not work for you, and vice versa. If you are considering getting … Continue reading Adventures in Therapy
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I have been thinking a lot lately about the things that make me happy. I am such introvert. The only thing that makes me happy is sitting in a coffee … Continue reading What Makes The Bipolar Writer Happy?
I often have some down time where I think about the future. Not just the future of The Bipolar Writer, this blog and my memoir, but the where I go … Continue reading Looking Towards the Future
I haven’t done an update on my memoir The Bipolar Writer in a while. I am almost organized with my first official draft. I wrote every chapter out-of-order and I … Continue reading Publishing my Memoir
My Weekly Wrap-up 2/11 – 2/17 #TheBipolarWriter What happened on the Bipolar Writer Blog this week.
This week has been a long week for me. I’ve really been in a lot of pain due to constant weather changes. I’m getting migraines from the same. It was … Continue reading Holidays and Kids
On a nice, warm, spring day, what is better than enjoying a sweet glass of lemonade? The only thing that could make that better could be adding a little bit … Continue reading Lemons and Lemonade
I was at my therapist’s office yesterday in the waiting room and I was looking at the scars on my arm. It seems a lifetime ago when I used to … Continue reading The Scars of My Past
it was always an ideal to me mental illness was a theory, a concept of something tragic that could never touch someone like me because girls with dimpled smiles and … Continue reading Masquerade