It was a year after graduating from high school that I was able to break out of my first depression cycle. I started working for my dad part time, and later I found my first job. Things got better after securing my first job. I was an adult finally, and there was so much to look forward to in my life. But my journey and its beginning is not a happy one as I would learn.
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.
I am a regular guy to the outside world. I have always had an affinity for books, writing, and music. I love Japanese food and the anime culture. Korean pop music is my guilty pleasure, and I am learning to speak the language. I would like to move to South Korea in the future or to Japan. It’s funny talking about the future because it wasn’t always a possibility in my life.
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
I have been very silent about my social anxiety lately. With all my issues over the last month with mania, it just was an outside problem that was unsolvable. It … Continue reading Let’s Talk About J.E.’s Social Anxiety
My first psychiatrist, who was my psychiatrist from 2007-2012, was prominent in limiting my medication with alternative approaches. While eventually these things did not work as well, and I stopped most of them because of the many psychiatrist changes over the years, these are still important to share.
As a kid, a teenager, and even as an adult I have always felt like a no-name slob, an outsider in social situations. I can still connect to Holly as a character, and it makes me understand a part of myself. In my eyes, Holly is fighting her own struggle with mental illness as she tries to find herself in the chaos of the battle.
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
I haven’t written for a few days but I will be back with a flurry tomorrow (Sunday) and for the next few weeks. I needed some mental health time it’s … Continue reading Taking Time Off
I wanted to preface this poem with a “trigger warning,” this is a poem I wrote about suicide and depression recently, at this time I am NOT depressed or suicidal. … Continue reading A Depression Poem – By J.E. Skye
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.