Being diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder can be overwhelming and scary. Educating yourself and your loved ones on the condition is essential to managing the symptoms. I am often asked for bipolar book recommendations. I have read several books on the subject. These are my top recommendations if you or a loved one has been diagnosed… Continue reading Recommended Reading: The Best Books On Bipolar Disorder
Two years ago I started volunteering as a crisis counselor. 15 years after starting my journey, I was talking people off the ledge I had made a home of. The higher ups sent out links to videos and PDF files regularly to arm us with the best weapons to fight people fighting themselves. The most… Continue reading Do You Have Any Good Self-Harm Alternatives?
I use to cut myself. I started when I was 16 during my first manic episode. I had heard of cutting, seen girls in school who never wore short sleeves and we all knew why, heard about kids being pulled into guidance offices over it, saw tv episodes and lifetime movies dedicated to it. I… Continue reading Self Harm *Trigger Warning*
The first time I was given a "gentle reminder" was from one of my employees. She was owed some money from a paycheck discrepancy and I told her to remind me so I could fix it. I was genuinely overworked between home and work life and knew I was struggling to keep up, so I… Continue reading Gentle Reminder
I have seen a few memes lately that say if you're going through a rough time don't do anything to your hair. Don't get it cut, don't touch your bangs and certainly don't dye it red. I think that's complete and total bullshit. If you're going through a rough time and you feel that changing… Continue reading Cut Your Hair
It's not you it's me.... (and my mental illness) no longer applies. It's you now. You and your neurotypical ass. Still neurotypical? Ha, that's so retro of you. I mean who would even want to have all their neurotransmitters working in perfect order? How boring does it sound to have sufficient and regulated neurochemicals? Nah,… Continue reading Neurodivergent Is My New Favorite Word
Start at the beginning. The summer before sophomore year of high school, when I was a few months shy of 16, I broke up with my first boyfriend. I was devastated; no one ever taught me how to deal with heartbreak and the emotions attached. I had a really hard time and lashed out in… Continue reading Suicide *Trigger Warning*