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Something that even people with bipolar disorder often don’t understand is that medication doesn’t fix you. There is no cure. There is no remission. There is only management, and as with managing absolutely anything, good and bad will come and go. Such is the life of being bipolar. Medication reels in episodes and lessens symptoms, […]
You know what they don’t teach you in business books? How to do this shit with a mental disorder. Business books are designed to teach normal people how to run businesses successfully. I’m bipolar 2 and have ADHD. I can barely shower successfully sometimes. Yet somehow here I am running a business with two locations. […]
First off, this isn’t a pity piece. If anything, it’s an attempt at self empowerment. It’s taking a shot at owning a feeling that’s been enthroned in my subconscious since my earliest childhood memories. Not because I wasn’t loved, or cared for, or given affection; but because at the core, it’s part of who I […]
My blog turned into shit. I used to use it, but man it is nothing now. Being bipolar sucks. See, I used to be relatively consistent. I use the word “relatively” pretty loosely. I wrote, I aimed for self improvement, I tried my best to inspire others to the same. Problem is, my life fell […]
I’ve been learning a lot lately about what it means to be bipolar. There’s a lot of character traits I possess that I never realized were symptoms. There’s also a lot of symptoms I didn’t realize I possessed as character traits. For example, when hypomanic, bipolar people tend to have increased confidence, often to the […]
The sounds ringing through my head are only echoes now. Echoes of something foreign. A role I played, in some fever dream. Warhorses on the ashes of enemies, crushing bones beneath hooves. Flayed alive in all the splendor of hell. Even seeing days beyond that is a gift. I could at any time fall to […]
Coming out of such a long running episode has been incredibly strange. The more time that passes, the more I realize just how long this was going on. My attitude has slowly been reverting back to how I was in 2018. Motivated, positive, driven. There’s something different about it, though. I’m not the same. I’ve […]
Oh, if I had a dime for every time I felt worthless, I’d have a shitload of dimes. It goes hand in hand with mental illness, it goes hand in hand with being an artist. Me being a mentally ill artist doubles my worthlessness! But that’s nonsense. I know I’m not worthless. It’s just the […]
My brain is such an asshole sometimes. Information comes in and disappears so fast, I feel like Guy Pearce in Memento. I need to write things down within 10, maybe 15 seconds or they disappear. So here I am, writing a blog post while I know I’m supposed to be doing something else, but I […]
I try to wax poetic, but I don’t think I’ve had enough coffee. Maybe it’s lack of coffee, maybe it’s a lack of motivation, but it doesn’t really matter because the results are the same. I just can’t put together anything more than a regular ol sentence. This has been going on for weeks, and […]