As many of you already know, I talk to my cat. A lot. In fact, if I ever do write a book it's probably going to be addressed to my cat. It's just a lot easier for me to talk to Daisy. She doesn't judge me.
I've been depressed. Pretty deeply depressed. The kind where I only leave the house to go to work because I can't even get out of bed. This being said, I haven't had the energy, motivation, or imagination to write a decent blog post for you guys. *CLICK IMAGE FOR FULL BLOG POST*
Thursday, I had what I guess you would call a flare-up of my bipolar, perhaps manic, I'm not completely sure. I woke up extremely irritable. I woke up just not myself at all. I felt like a different person.
Suicide Prevention Month is hard for me. I want to be positive the whole time but it gets to me. Not just feeling sad for those we have lost, but also remembering the times I tried to take my own life. So instead, here is my wonderful husband. *CLICK IMAGE FOR FULL BLOG POST*
Today I was able to speak in church about the importance of suicide awareness and prevention. Please take a listen.
When thinking about bipolar symptoms, anger is often overshadowed by mania and depression. I think that this anger or rage isn’t spoken about by people with my disorder much because it feels shameful. The things that happen when I am suddenly having an episode of rage are tough to talk about and embarrassing but if I don’t talk about it who will? *CLICK IMAGE FOR FULL BLOG POST*