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When I Cried for my Dead Spirit

I spoke to the Believer briefly last night in what felt like forever. He has been gone for a while to pursue his own adventures in his life, some of which I need my own. 663 more words

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My Mother

She is the biggest bitch, trigger, fake person I know. Never is there an apology or even a hint of “I’m wrong.” I would run far, far away if I could. 201 more words

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Our Deepest Fear

Photo taken by contributor Danielle, a woman in her thirties whose diagnoses include Bipolar Disorder and Borderline Personality Disorder. Danielle is a freelance writer, photographer, photo editor, and the director of  359 more words

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Affirmations

I still don’t know if I can believe what happened this evening. It’s going to make me reevaluate my core beliefs. It seems so silly to say, so basic to write. 491 more words

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Hear Mountains Roar with Heartbeats

So there have been interesting developments, as I have been knee deep in the online world as of late. I made contact with the Southerner and it seems I  have mended bridges with him, which I am very happy about. 486 more words

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Over the Ocean and Into the Snow

Sometimes as I write about my life and my exploits, I wonder if the hiatus of it all is telling me to slow down. As Christmas fast approaches and I am beyond broke, I sank into the dumps of depression last night. 545 more words

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Swimming Together

Photo taken by contributor Jacque who has been diagnosed with bipolar disorder and ADHD. She is a graphic designer, wife, and mother to two boys. She is learning to draw from God’s strength to get her through every day. 108 more words

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