Why I Believe in God: Stories of a Bipolar Woman

If we start near the beginning of my life, I was baptized I believe the year after I was born, so that would be 1999. This was my parents’ promise to God that I would be raised in a Christian household. I wore the same Christening dress that my grandmother had hand sown for my…

Burdens and Small Victories

I was scrolling through the bipolar tag on WordPress to gain some inspiration for my next blog post when it hit me… all my life I have always felt as though I were a burden to others, all while others who confided in me were not a burden to me. Growing up, every child is…

Proud

Tonight, Diego told me that he was proud of me for going back to school, for putting in the work and making an effort in our relationship. I told him it was only day 3 of school so he shouldn’t get too excited or proud considering I am not one to usually continue good habits….