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Nineteenth Year Crack-Up

Twenty years have passed since my days in Boston

Days when I sat under archways thinking,

scribbling poetry, howling sins;

the moon listened by fracturing the sky. 307 more words

What happens when you skip Lithium, the sequel

You thought it was over, didn’t you? I did too.

I am now going on hour 35 since I’ve slept. I don’t feel tired. 926 more words


To Employ or Not to Employ

It’s been quite a while since I’ve written anything. I haven’t felt like I express myself very well through my words lately…writing or talking. I’m not sure if that has something to do with the medication I was on but I do know that I have never had that happen to me in my life. 1,083 more words

I’m such a mess today. It feels like everything is winding down. I feel the most hopeless I’ve ever felt and even more helpless. I have no energy to talk or form sentences. 575 more words



Level One:

You’re having fun
You’re feeling high
The night is young

Level Two:

The mental stew
The mirrors clown laughs back at you

Level Three: 56 more words


Shandy For Swelling

So I found a beer I like alot. Summer Shandy, little late I suppose as its seasonal. I bought Grapefruit Shandy in its place, still really good. 158 more words


This is an excerpt from previous journal writing from when I was manic.

3February 2010

I shouldn’t have yelled.  He was in the right place, I just couldn’t see him.  793 more words

Mental Illness