Someone once wrote that there would be a time that we played outside for the last time and we didn’t know it would be our last time until years later we look outside our bedroom window and see the sandbox and see the teeter totter laying on its side, never to be played with again….

I’m not sure about you, but in my bipolar stages, yes they are stages, separate entities, I was never really an angry person. I have a lot of reasons to be angry, jaded, or resentful but for the most part I have steered clear of that emotion and the feelings that come with it. But…

Part of me always thought I processed information differently than everyone else because how I explained my reasoning behind answers in school or in conversation never went along with what everyone else thought or had to say. I was discussing this phenomenon with a co worker, well he’s the supervisor at one of the homes…