A circle of blurred faces surrounded me, all talking at once. The level of chaos outpaced my own mind and I struggled to keep track of what was going on. Drugged and intoxicated beyond capable cognition, the world began to slip away once again. In the mess of voices, the realization of my fragile state… Continue reading My Journey to Stability, Pt. 3
“…you’re the spawn of the Devil!” After watching the pictures fly across the room, my husband turned back to his screen, acting unfazed by my actions or words. His response, or lack thereof, only confirmed my decision; I had to reveal him to the world as the true demon he was to me. Red flags waved the last… Continue reading My Journey to Stability, Pt. 2
Excitedly, I join this blog’s wonderful team. I have been passionate about mental health for many years, and I hope to be able to share my journey as I continue to navigate through life with a mental illness. I was diagnosed with Bipolar II in 2009 (also in 2004, but I was a minor) and… Continue reading My Journey to Stability, Pt. 1
Something I learned this week was a great metaphor. It involved rocks, and it was an idea that Kim came up with, and it was my action for my week ahead. The basis is the idea that rock represents all the doubts and the past lying on the ground. The point for me to address the rocks in the backpack. I can go two ways. I can pick up the rock and look at it and move on. Or I can continue to add the weight until it overwhelms me as it did just a month ago.
30. Thirty. The big 3-0. I want to mark this time. (peep that pic of me celebrating graduation in late May) If you would have asked 20 year old me what the next 10 years held…she would have thought that it sounded scary and wonderful, but it could never be her. She blamed everyone for… Continue reading Thirty.
sleepless nightsand sleeping inaimless walkson dimly lit streetsshooting starsabove a back yard trampolinesinging songsto the sky that never listens binging fruit loopson a front porch swingdancing downstairsin our underwear last two hitsof our parents’ cigaretteschugging beerin the bath tub upstairswashing it all downwith mountain dew morning cartoonssnuggling in bedthe morning gleamthrough your bedroom windowlighting up… Continue reading In Dreams
How is it best to be, think, or feel, when we are threatened by darkness, whether from external factors or whether in our own minds? I think this is a question which concerns a lot of people now. We look around and things are difficult, there is suffering everywhere, terrible ecological anxieties, political upheavals. It’s… Continue reading Looking for gold veins in black granite
“There is no light without shadow and no psychic wholeness without imperfection.” – Carl Jung This last month I stumbled upon something new called shadow work. It was something I’ve never heard of before and it intrigued me. Shadow work is when you take a closer look within yourself at the parts of yourself that… Continue reading Confronting Your Shadow Self
Right now I’m at a period of my life where I’ve been focusing more and more on my own inner work & personal development. It’s something I neglected and put off for far too long. I held the belief that if I pushed away the painful memories & experiences I could forget about them forever.… Continue reading A Special Thank You to my Friends & Family
Sometimes, life gives you lemons. At other times, it throws them at you. Really, really hard. Especially if you’re not looking. In one moment, you might think you’ve got everything under control: Job = secure Bills = paid Clothes = washed Social life = uhhh…work in progress Prescription = filled And in the next moment…pure… Continue reading Ain’t No Mountain High Enough