A Milestone for The Bipolar Writer

I woke up this morning to another big achievement for The Bipolar Writer blog. Today, with the collaboration of my fellow bloggers this blog has reached amazing heights. I am … Continue reading A Milestone for The Bipolar Writer

Compartmentalization (Breaking Down)

For most of my life, I’ve been able to keep things pretty simple. I have home, and I have work. Before that, I had home and school. Even before I … Continue reading Compartmentalization (Breaking Down)

The Night Run

The Night Run A short story based on actual events by Chelsea Walker She sits down on the brown couch in the living room to tie her shoes and then … Continue reading The Night Run

PTSD, PPD, and Parenthood

My first mental illness diagnosis was given at age 3, and while I don’t have many memories of being in therapy at that young of an age, I’ve always felt … Continue reading PTSD, PPD, and Parenthood

In a Blink of an Eye…

I am in awe, and a few days late. I have been busy, and all of sudden I look up and my blog has grown both in contributor bloggers and … Continue reading In a Blink of an Eye…

Interview Feature Story: Liz S.

This is another addition my interview feature series on The Bipolar Writer. This is the story of Liz S. A Story of Loss, Death, and Living with Bipolar Disorder Loss … Continue reading Interview Feature Story: Liz S.

Less is More

Something I have learned over the course of the last 17 years in struggling with mental illness, is the application of the principle in the title: “less is more.”  Learning … Continue reading Less is More

Reflections

Reflections A short story based on true events, By Chelsea Walker A wave of hot air washed over her as she left the air-conditioned grocery store.  She almost didn’t notice … Continue reading Reflections

Journey to a Diagnosis, Part I

“What’s wrong with me?” I often thought years ago, as I was beginning my journey with mental illness.  Only, I didn’t know I was on a journey and I didn’t … Continue reading Journey to a Diagnosis, Part I

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