Christmas is my favorite holiday, it always has been. I look forward to the holiday season all year long. It’s always the highlight of my year. But now, I can’t seem to get into the Christmas mood. I’m doing all of the things I normally do to enjoy the holiday season except they aren’t making… Continue reading Where is my Christmas Spirit?
I am only looking for contributor writers at this moment. What I do is add you to my blog as a contributor. All I need is to add your email. You can write about any subject about mental illness. You pick the categories and the post must have a featured picture. I will have the final say on if it gets published. If you become a regular contributor, I will change your status to the rank of author
This time of year, some of April and then into May, I usually hit my stride. My Seasonal Affective Disorder, in association with the depressive side of being Bipolar, often finds its end. I come out of a cloud.
I’ve learned that when I find myself in stressful situations is when my depressive episodes start to surface again. It’s why I’ve added exercise and meditation into my routine because it does help eliminate the stress and lifts that weight off of your shoulders.
This is a new rendition of a poem I wrote on my blog. The Silent Sands of Illness Spheres be fed the blackened beast, For long to fill his gluttonous feast. Not life itself could escape it’s grasp. For death to all the plague they clasp. Yet random the beast, it toyed it’s prey, Amused… Continue reading The Silent Sands of Illness
was so ecstatic about how I have been able to be so productive this winter. My seasonal component has not been an issue (SAD), but the past few days I could feel the weather changing my mood. It has been rainy here the last couple days, and while I often feel good when it rains it not the case at this moment.
I would not look upon my anger as something foreign to me that I have to fight. I have to deal with my anger with care, with love, with tenderness, with non-violence. – Thich Nhat Hanh Drowning In thought: Seeking A Corridor of Courage. By: Francesca Seopa Lost in words Drowning in thought Seeking a corridor… Continue reading Drowning In Thought: Seeking A Corridor of Courage.