Behind the Masks I Wear

I hide behind the mask I wear. I hide from you. I hide from myself. I hide so you can’t see me, so you won’t see me, not the real me, the hidden me. Don’t get too close to me, the real me. The one you can’t fully see. What if you don’t like me? What… Continue reading Behind the Masks I Wear

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Handle With Love

“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will NEVER forget how you made them feel.” ~Maya Angelou I find that quote absolutely true for every good and bad situation, event and person in my life. When I think of my first good memories, I remember… Continue reading Handle With Love

Signs of Hope and More

I am an Etsy shop owner. When I first opened my Etsy shop my goal was to make a line of gifts, cards, magnets, stickers and wall art for MENTAL HEALTH RECOVERY AND WELLNESS. I thought… there is not much out there that I am aware of–not many cards or gifts specifically for people with… Continue reading Signs of Hope and More

Find Your Purpose and Joy

There have been many things I have learned throughout two decades of stumbling, and crashing and eventually living and thriving with mental illness. As we know, acceptance is the first step in recovery. Acceptance comes in many forms. There is the acceptance of your diagnosis and the realizations of losses– some of them temporary and… Continue reading Find Your Purpose and Joy

Don’t Forget MENTAL HEALTH MATTERS

I have been encouraged by the BLACK LIVES MATTER movement and pray it will make a positive change in America and around the world. It is time and it is necessary. Please keep in mind as you read the following words I do NOT want to EVER take anything away from the Black Lives Matter… Continue reading Don’t Forget MENTAL HEALTH MATTERS

Life is Fragile — Handle With Care

It has almost been two and half years since my overdose. I have also been psychotropic medication free for most of that time. After I had a couple bad moments I thought maybe I needed medication. I began taking it a couple of times but never took it more than a few days. I sometimes… Continue reading Life is Fragile — Handle With Care

Shame Ate My Soul – My Memoir is Published (finally)

My memoir is finally a book. It is done. It is completed. Finished. My book is published and is available on Amazon in ebook or in print. It is beautiful. I used Adobe Illustrator to make my book cover and edited it and formatted my entire book myself (and is also why it is not… Continue reading Shame Ate My Soul – My Memoir is Published (finally)

Signs of Hope

Signs of hope are everywhere. Hope is always present. Sometimes we have to search for it but it is always there. It has been about two and a half months since the last time I wrote. Since the last time I wrote, the world changed… and asked me to stay home. I isolated for years… Continue reading Signs of Hope

Kind of Like a War Hero

I’m a war hero. At least I’m kind of like a war hero. I survived a war, but was never in the military. I have battle scars, but was never in combat. I have PTSD. That illness you understand for veterans. I survived a war, that I’m still battling. I’m a survivor, but I’m still… Continue reading Kind of Like a War Hero