I had an amazing night last night. It’s kind of a funny story. Since I am severely bipolar, I go to the pharmacy often and there is a guy there named Daniel. He’s probably 5’8″, devilishly handsome with ash brown hair, pretty green-hazel eyes, always wears flannels with skinny jeans, and vans. He’s fairly new,…
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Day 1 to Year 8
Ignore my messy car, but after 8 years this is what I am left with: a hand made blanket by my therapist, her old used up canvases, and the memories. Tonight was my therapist’s last day and my mother and I were her last clients… indefinitely. She discussed her future plans and how she is…
Bicycle
I often compare bipolar disorder’s rapid cycling to that of a bicycle. When you peddle as quickly as you can, the wheels move just as fast. Once the wheel is moving as fast as possible, that’s when I start to make the analogy. The spokes are each and every emotion and feeling that we possess…
