Late Night Ramblings…
We Are Asking For Donations To Help My Bipolar Mind.
Holding On One Moment At A Time
I would like to welcome a guest post from Dawn, a fellow follower.
Sometimes when we are feeling down, all we need is one person to tell us that they love us.
The uneasy feeling I blogged about the other day has yet to leave my side.
life with juvenile bipolar
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Every time I dare to hope, Everything just ends up getting crushed.
I mentioned in a previous post that I wanted to try to quit smoking, and I have!
I am on a personal journey to try and be a healthier woman.
My mini-mental health break is over, and it’s back to the real world!
I apologize for not posting anything recently. I had been in a bit a depressive episode, which has hopefully finally come to an end.
Correlations Between Dreams And Bipolar Mood Swings
I don’t know how to fight back right now.
Ever since Monday night…
Honesty is essential, especially when we are communicating with our psychiatrist or therapist.
I wanted to take the time to wish everyone a Happy Easter!
I am so proud of myself. On March 27, 2018, I was officially 7 months sober.
Amy is a very inspirational young woman, and I want you to read her story. I am so proud of this girl, she has come so far. She teaches us to never be mad at ourselves! ♥♥
Marie F. shared her story with us earlier today so that I could share it with you.
Bipolar Disorder is a mental health disorder with episodes of mood swings ranging anywhere from depressive lows to manic highs – and everything in between.
I hate not being able to sleep. | I was extremely happy and thought I found a cure for my depression, but I was wrong.
Even though I was feeling blah I was still able to get a lot accomplished today.
All I ever wanted to do was show people they are not alone.
Every time things start to look up something always has to go wrong.
I really hate being Bipolar sometimes. The only two things I like about it is the creativity and the manic highs when you feel like you are on top of the world.
I just need to vent. It’s but such an irritating morning and it has only just begun. I didn’t get to sleep until close to 6 something in the morning and was rudely around 8 am to the very annoying sounds of water dripping. Let me just say that it is not raining outside but more so inside my apartment.
This is procrastination at it’s finest.
This is my family, the people who are supposed to love me unconditionally obviously love me conditionally or no longer love me at all, in general.
It’s like I have two sides of me; a happy side and a depressed side, and they happen to be stuck together right now. Or it’s more like good vs. bad internally.