Little did I know, when I taught my children to love unconditionally and to help others they would ultimately be learning to help me, their mother, as well. Little did I … Continue reading Little Did I Know – A Post and a Poem
I am one of the lucky ones. My family could have just let me go. I would be in one of three situations– in a mental psychiatric ward, on the street homeless, or dead. It is the cold hard truth of the reality for those who can’t afford to live in this world with a mental illness.
Amazing. Thank you. I always keep track of Milestones here on The Bipolar Writer Collaborative blog. It has been a fantastic journey. A year anniversary and 8k followers. I promise … Continue reading To the 8,000 Followers on The Bipolar Writer Blog
Anyone who has dealt with a mental illness knows how frustrating it is to not feel understood. Sometimes befriending another person who struggles with a mental disorder makes you feel … Continue reading When Friends Interfere With Recovery
I am a suicide attempt survivor and because of that I will never be the same again. On February 17, 2018 I should have died. On that day I should … Continue reading The Things I would Have Missed
This is a free verse poem I wrote because I have been struggling with my PTSD lately. This poem is for anyone that has ever been hurt before. I hope … Continue reading Empty Your Pockets
People are afraid to intervene with someone who is having mental health issues or is in crisis. Sometimes it is fear of the unknown and/or a fear of not knowing … Continue reading The Wall of Silence
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
It was a risky venture starting this blog in September. In the distance, you knew that there was a chance that being Bipolar could stop this blog in its tracks. With October and November looming you made the decision to move forward. It was the right choice.
Memories—some I cherish and want to remember forever and some I want to forget. A memory is the faculty by which the mind stores and remembers information. I wish we could … Continue reading PTSD is Like the Overdraft Fee in My Memory Bank
I was fortunate, however, to have some fantastic contributor bloggers connected to The Bipolar Writer blog that has helped bring us back to prominence. What started to drive me again was the content that others were writing. It was terrific to see the many guest bloggers putting themselves out there on my blog trusting that things would work out in the end.
Suicide is the result of a convergence of genetic, psychological, social and cultural and other risk factors, sometimes combined with experiences of trauma and loss. People who take their own lives represent a heterogeneous group, with unique, complex and multifaceted causal influences preceding their final act. Such heterogeneity presents challenges for suicide prevention experts. These challenges can be overcome by adopting a multilevel and cohesive approach to suicide prevention.