I am not my diagnosis. I am able.
Hypomania aka Fried Brain
I end up juggling multiple projects, with my mind racing and jumping all over the place.
I end up juggling multiple projects, with my mind racing and jumping all over the place.
Happy Holidays! From Your Bipolar Friend
Now that my parents are both in memory care and not able to join us, I miss them. Sounds odd, but even alcoholic families can be loving.
Now that my parents are both in memory care and not able to join us, I miss them. Sounds odd, but even alcoholic families can be loving.
Writing to Discipline My Thoughts
When I focused on my thoughts, I could not hear the noise.
When I focused on my thoughts, I could not hear the noise.
Walking the Line
Living with bipolar is like walking on a tightrope, trying to maintain my balance, fearful of each step I take.
Living with bipolar is like walking on a tightrope, trying to maintain my balance, fearful of each step I take.
Caregiving Can Wear You Down
Take care of yourself.
Take care of yourself.
Gratitude to My Son, My Husband, and the Mountains
Tonight, I am grateful.
Tonight, I am grateful.
We Are Both Alone and Connected
Kitt's invented platitudes.
Kitt’s invented platitudes.
Sometimes I’m Verbal. Sometimes I’m Not
When the words fly, they are raucous.
When the words fly, they are raucous.
Arm’s Length
My psychiatrist has asked me numerous times how my sister has handled my parents differently than I have?
My psychiatrist has asked me numerous times how my sister has handled my parents differently than I have?
Help, My World Is Chaos
I don’t see the point in cleaning because I feel so overwhelmed and buried by the chaos.
I don’t see the point in cleaning because I feel so overwhelmed and buried by the chaos.
Folie a Deux
I am my Mother, but with one major difference. I got help.
I am my Mother, but with one major difference. I got help.
Shedding a Few Tears
It’s been a year since my mother was verbal. It’s been a year since she could use language.
It’s been a year since my mother was verbal. It’s been a year since she could use language.
Orator In My Mind
I think in monologues that I want to share.
I think in monologues that I want to share.
My Dad and Dementia
I cannot control my father's health.
I cannot control my father’s health.
Sometimes Taking a Bath is an Achievement
Don't overlook the small accomplishments.
Don’t overlook the small accomplishments.