Interpreting sadness.
Poetry- Hiding in Sight
Bipolar Life- The Journal #75-Emerging
There is darkness in information overload, constant debating turned confrontation and reading the barrage of opinions and rude remarks. We listen, unpack, then regurgitate it back to the masses. All the while, filling our thoughts with worldly nonsense in a brain not capable of holding more. Processing is a function that tires you out. If you don't prioritize your ideas, you will lose ground in mental clarity and stability.
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Bipolar Life- The Journal #74- “Suicide Cries”
Where something beautiful should be, lies a vacant space only filled with the waste of pain. Years of abuse scavenged every last bit of light—a broken mind from a broken heart.
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Bipolar Life-The Journal #72, Getting Through a Pandemic
The experts disagree, the politicians disagree, local and state municipalities disagree, and we are stuck in the middle.
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Bipolar Life, The Journal #70, A Note to You
Maybe my lesson is the one you need today. Maybe your pain is still holding you down, even to the point of wrapping itself around your throat and constricting every breath you take.
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Bipolar Life- Fight in My Truth
..we isolate ourselves, physically, mentally, and spiritually. We voluntarily walk into his cell, lock the door, and throw the key. We batter ourselves within our mental disorder until it is all we focus on, all we can see.
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Bipolar Life- Anxiety in Chaotic Times
A short reminder to encourage the anxiety fighter out there.
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Bipolar Life- Reclaiming Victory
I believe in His mighty ways, but I wonder who I ticked off. These irrational thoughts lead back to my religious beginnings of doing more rather than being enough.
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Five Minute Friday- Prompt Word “Before”
Time would heal my wounds, and courage would eventually merge the pieces of my soul. Before God was my everything, I was a floating vessel in search of solid ground.
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Bipolar Life- The Journal #69- The Conflict in Being Alone- But Not Alone
Even those closest to you cannot stop to join you in your storm. They may say, 'I am here for you,' or 'We will do this together,' but the reality is, no one is emerged in the muck with you. You are standing solo. Maybe your spouse is with you, or maybe not. Other family and friends are over there on the sidelines, cheering you on. You are covered in prayer and loved beyond expectations. However, only one remains at your side.
Authentic Truths 