A Favorite Poem, and Today’s Thoughts

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

You Are Enough

What I share below is something I never have verbalized to anyone in full.  I share here, in a judgment-free zone, to start a conversation about something I feel is … Continue reading You Are Enough

“The Chasm”, a poem about my journey through deep depression

The Chasm A Poem, by Chelsea Walker It came, took me underground Away from light, far from home. I fought growing fog, yet The world became darkest black.   Where … Continue reading “The Chasm”, a poem about my journey through deep depression

Juggling, Hiding, Saying No

When there is a relatively calm week with nothing outside of the ordinary happening, I can easily handle a hiccup or two. Now, if you expect me to be able … Continue reading Juggling, Hiding, Saying No

Introduction

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

Writing Another Thank-You

It’s another milestone for The Bipolar Writer. I woke up this morning to this fantastic news. How did we get here? I had no idea when I started this blog. … Continue reading Writing Another Thank-You

Letting go of toxic relationships.

Letting go of people is never fun, (especially if it’s over the side of a cliff) yet I am growing, and might I add painstakingly, to realize it’s just a … Continue reading Letting go of toxic relationships.

Reconciliation

I’ve entered a stage in my relationship where we are working on reconciliation. Wow, that is a tough word. It’s long, hard to spell, and extremely difficult to do. Where … Continue reading Reconciliation

You Have to Pull Yourself Out of Your Darkness and Here’s How

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.