My darling read my heart, for she left on Only her chains and bracelets and her beads, The powerful regalia of one Who knows the way a potentate is pleased. A glimpse of Paradise in beaten gold Whose tantalizing music leaves me stunned, For I am often easily beguiled When subtle lights and sounds are … Continue reading “The Jewels” by Charles Baudelaire
It is quarter of 5 AM as I write this, which is hardly unusual for me as I've had a sleep disorder most of my life. Which developed first, the sleep disorder or the bipolar disorder? Or are they one in the same? Studies think so. I had an especially unpleasant sleep/wake cycle yesterday. I … Continue reading Wisdom is a vine that never stops growing
Oh, illness you are crushing me Death's door begs to open for me Brain I cannot handle Strangles my brain, scrambled Hurts, the pain rambles Voices, not my friends Where are my friends? I cannot hear anyone Nothing in my peripheral lens Cats meow and rub on my leg Don't want to stink and Bloat … Continue reading I write words to have a friend
I had suspected I was rapid-cycling bipolar type 2 (four mood episodes in a year), but after analyzing my mood charts from May and June, it looks more like ultra-rapid (four mood episodes in a month). This explains why it's been 2 years since I've worked, but it doesn't make me feel any less guilty … Continue reading Ultra-rapid cycling
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https://youtu.be/b07Z_qfchFk When you were young And your heart was an open book You used to say live and let live You know you did You know you did You know you did But if this ever changin' world In which we live in Makes you give in and cry Say live and let die Live … Continue reading Live and let die
Bipolar is like being in the ocean. Sometimes you're floating peacefully on your back, other times you're caught in the undertow. Less frequently are you splashing around like when you were young. But you are always in the ocean. You may treat your disorder, but there is no going back to dry land. Sometimes the … Continue reading Bipolar is like the ocean
I just wanted to take a moment to tell all of you that even if I haven't met you, I love you as my fellow bipolar bears that know deep down they would never cause harm to anyone yet continuously endure abuse and discrimination from those who will never know our gift. They bully us … Continue reading Bipolar is beautiful