Here is a chapter of a memoir I insted to write about having bipolar, and about my life in genr When you are slipping into mania it feels like the inertia of the world is pulling you forward, catapulting you into a state of blissful chaos. You feel unstoppable, filled with enough creativity and energy … Continue reading
Color dain.
The color slowly drains from my world,leaving everything grey and washed out. everything feels flat. and stale. Yet, I remain unaffected. Numb. I want so badly to scream aloud, to reach out. But something tears at me, and wills me to remain silent. I wish someone could read my mind, and understand the pain I … Continue reading
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Rollercoaster
So my day began at 1:00pm because as a result of my life not going my way lately, I have been sleeping later and later each day. I scurried off to my therapy appointment at 2 where I talked to my therapist, Chris, who I have been seeing for the past 6 years. It went … Continue reading
bipolar.
Well, I saw this day coming. I have been writing in my diary about it since I was 16. On Friday, October 12 I was officially diagnosed with bipolarNOS. I went to see my psychiatrist, whom I havent seen in 3 years. I mostly went because I needed to get a script for my vyvance to manage … Continue reading
Blood, Sweat and Tears.
So my communcation speech class has an assignment where we have to bring in a bag and put three items in a bag. Each item resembles a part of our past, present and future. For my past I am bringing in my irish dance dress, for the present I am brining in a compass because … Continue reading
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Breakup
Thoughts of you come rushing through my head. the flood gates open, unable to keep you out. your smile, your smell, the feel of your body,the care in your eyes, concern in your voice, all banished without a trace. I hang on lusting for your kiss, craving the moment you change your mind. The notion … Continue reading
Confessions of a de-virgined 22 year old vigrin.
So, my whole life, or rather since 6th grade I vowed i would remain abstinate until marriage. I had one serious boyfriend and a lot of flings with other men. No matter how much I liked them, I would always deny sex from men because I didn’t see the point… Why would I want to share something so sacred … Continue reading