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Being bipolar has its ups and downs. For most of my life I’ve concealed the downs, presenting what I thought was a polished, impenetrable exterior that exuded confidence, desirability and […]
Back in February and March 2021 when I was recovering from a pretty deep manic episode with a lot of delusions I was lucky enough to attend a free online […]
A chapter from the book I’m working on describing my immense, insurmountable and endless depression. Every Little Bit HurtsEvery little bit hurtsEvery little bit hurtsEvery night I cryEvery night I […]
I got kicked out of the dorms during my first try at college for telling my roommate that I’m bipolar. (I’m not exaggerating.) This was 2003; things have changed a […]
TW: This post is going to talk about self-harm and self-sabotage. There will be a brief mention, in the beginning, of traditional self-harm techniques, but this will not be the […]
Just like that it clicked. The switch was flipped and I’m awake. Fully rebooted as a human being, focused and inspired. As if I wasn’t in incredible mental agony just […]
Two years ago in September one of my oldest and best friends committed suicide and died instantly. She lived in Tehran, Iran, which is where I was born and raised […]
In my experience, the word stability gets thrown around a lot as something to strive for. However, is it fair to people living with Bipolar Disorder to apply that word […]
Breathing air that seemingly becomes so fresh Working endlessly on a project that determines my worth. Going hours without eating Disappearing without a trace Reading theories about the fucking M&M […]
She’s in the grocery store pushing her cart; the territory is familiar. The aisles seem tighter than usual and she begins talking to herself. It used to be that the […]