You came to this decision because your mental wellness matters. More than likely you are at the end of yourself, now you have to surrender.
Their Addiction ~My Journey, “Boundaries for a Parent’s Recovery”
Their Addiction ~ My Journey, “The Demons of Addiction”
We woke to crashing and movement of furniture. I quickly ran upstairs and listened at my daughters door. She was screaming, "Let me out of here!" With caution, I approached her door and began to turn the handle. It wasn't locked, I'm not even sure it has a lock. There was my daughter, on her knees, fighting the lockless handle, to escape her room.
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Poetry- The Dark Side of Anxiety
When anxiety tramples your night.
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Their Addiction -My Journey, “Will You Make It?”
They may not make it out alive. I already found my daughter unresponsive in a suicide attempt, so I am numb to the scenario, yet in fear. As a parent, you never want to accept your child might die, but I acknowledge this painful truth.
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Bipolar Life- The Journal # (I have no clue)
(It is #77) What the hell am I doing? I rarely cuss. I hate it, to be honest. If it leaves my mouth, my patience is fried. I may be there today. I watched a movie early this morning. A sappy love film. "How long have you been married? Do you really even know who …
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Poetry- Stepping into Done
Stepping into Done
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Bipolar Living- Speechless
Is this a meltdown of sorts? For the first time in my life, I am crying out to myself- not a doctor, not family, not even God. I am internally wailing at myself to wake up, to feel, to live. Yet, I have zero response in me.
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Poetry- Yes, Black Lives Matter
Our hearts cry, and our blood looks the same.
For dead men are speaking, to the world from the grave.
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Five Minute Friday- Relief-An Addiction Story
There was relief
In the final sigh..
When surrender felt
Like breath of life..
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Authentic Truths- A Dreamers Rant
I 'found' myself in Florida. That silly cliche never appealed to me until I could relate. I fell in love with my soul in the few years we were blessed to live there.
Authentic Truths 