Patreon & Changes

My goal in my Patreon account is for me to connect with my followers to a point where they become a part of the experience. I have created tiers on my Patreon account that give a patron a level of access to my writing that has never before been seen.

What are Your Worst Mental Illness Symptoms

I feel better. My depression lessened over the weekend, and I have a good feeling about where the rest of February will go when it comes to the depressive episode being entirely over. I have not felt this good since the first week of January. While thinking about what to write this week on my… Continue reading What are Your Worst Mental Illness Symptoms

A Repost – Upgrading The Bipolar Writer Blog – I Need Your Help

What I am planning on doing is upgrading this blog to the business class. I can do a lot more with sharing the stories of others through this platform. What I want to do is take this blog to the next level. I want to be able to allow others to sell their work on my blog. (It will also help me sell my own work so there is that part of why I would like to upgrade.)

The Bipolar Writer Needs Help… Again This is my GoFundMe under my real name David TC (I wasn’t sure if I could get the funds if I used my Pen Name James Edgar Skye.) Thank you in advance for donating! So, my goal is $300. The cost to upgrade. If 100 people donate 3 dollars, I can reach my goal… Continue reading The Bipolar Writer Needs Help… Again

A Final Goodbye to 2018

My Last Thoughts of 2018 2018 was a fantastic year The Bipolar Writer blog. I can’t believe it was only the first full year. 149,136 views! I meant to do this post prior to the New Year, but I digress. I want to say thank you, first to the many followers of this blog, and second to the collaborative writers that make this blog amazing. This year would not have happened without all you amazing people. We are all kindred spirits fighting the… Continue reading A Final Goodbye to 2018


I come and go as I please. I always have. Usually, I want to be missed. But not this time, it’s been pure bipolar bliss; being a miss. It isn’t easy being in this world, only to exist. With moods that have fits. Yet I have found my peace with my inner beast. Dormant she… Continue reading She

Angela Rebecca

I wanna talk about you. But I don’t. No one understands that I promised a man to hold his daughter’s hand. She is far out in dead man’s land. A break intended for self-reflection has resulted in deflection. Refusing to look in the mirror or by your side Where is it Angie that you hide?… Continue reading Angela Rebecca

For All to See

Acceptance is Rare. Nothing can compare. She’s used to them stopping to stare. Judging with a snare. Liberating and free, it is to be her, they claim. Not knowing she despies the fame. An image to maintain. On display her character must remain. For a moment she hides the pain. Like a mannequin, she stand… Continue reading For All to See

I Get It

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I get it.  I do… Not everyone is like me and you. And I get why the doctor’s do like they do. They can’t possibly allow “sick” people to run about. It is for our protection. Our chemical makeup tries to destroy us. Naturally taking us out of limits and then dropping us without a… Continue reading I Get It