About now I am praying to hear His voice loud and clear, or wishing for one of those talking mirror mirror on the wall things.
Bipolar Life- The Journal #27
Bipolar Life- False Truths
..the lie became our false truth. Once we believed it, there was no turning it around. It was branded deep within, where lies go to cling and suffocate the innocent carrier.
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Bipolar Life-The Journal #26
There were years I evaporated completely. I gave in, I laid down who I wanted to be and caved in to the other side, the side I wanted dead. I think the exhaustion of fighting got the best of me.
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Bipolar Life-Trusted Honesty
First of all, who knew I could be loved like that? Second, it forced me to be responsible to help myself, because I don't want to live in depression.
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Bipolar Life-The Journal, #3
Nothing about my story is special. Not the pain of my past. Not the surviving I had to do. Not the suicidal thoughts I've lived with. Not one single health difficulty, physical or mental.
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Bipolar Life-Victory
And when you look around again, to thank that optimistic soul for their persuasion and their honesty, for their perfectly timed intervention and cascade of uplifting all-inspiring words, you come up short.
Authentic Truths 