I refuse to allow your misunderstood ideas interfere with my living life to the fullest. I also refuse to live within the confines of the margins you create.
Bipolar Life- The Journal, #17
This past summer I stopped in a very dark alley of my life. I stopped, and I kneeled. I took a very long and deep breath. I am still exhaling today. For the love of myself, the me that I want to be, it was a necessary step to take.
Bipolar Life- Day of Surrender
Over the last few years, I have retreated into my internal safe zone. I become quiet; my thoughts seem to run rampant between the past and the future. Fear creeps in, so I stay in the Word.