Where the run meets the end. A poem of survival.
Five Minute Friday- Day 10 of 31 Writing Challenge
Bipolar Life- Fighting Strong
Though I experienced trauma, I chose to not live traumatized.
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Poetry- The Vultures Prey
Not today Satan.
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Bipolar Life-Don’t Give Me that ‘Pray More’ Advice
..our inability to feel better is not a direct result of some missing prayers or lack of faith. It takes time to heal the mind.
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Bipolar Life-The Face of Kindness
I used to think "Why did God allow this." Evil wants nothing to do with God, and we have free will in this world. Combine evil with free will, and you get evil acts.
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Poetry-Grief
I only understand one thing.. Grief is forever.
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Bipolar Life- The Journal #35
I was my own interventionist when things got out of control in my adulthood. I knew there had to be more than depression or this crazy alter ego of 'sex, drugs, and rock n roll' I was living.
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Bipolar Life- Difficult Decisions
Life 101- I left that very distinguished position for an equally distinguished position, working for the Lord.
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Five Minute Friday- “I never left you.”
I moved through time with the reminder of his evil touch. The fear and anger of unwanted touch and ugly memories so triggering, I chose to hold them deep in my silent self. I sauntered as a woman scorned to one therapist after another, always sharing just enough but never close to all.
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Bipolar Life-The Journal, #21
..I sat recovering from sets of circumstances that knocked me off my balance, and laughed as I took a free fall into the dark caverns of defeat. That piece of depression pisses me off- the laughter I hear as I crash. I hate that laughter, so the comeback is typically my game.
Authentic Truths 