Warning: this post may contain triggers. Please avoid if you're triggered by posts about suicide and suicide prevention. Most of you know I struggle with suicidal ideation. This simply means thinking about or planning suicide.
Have you ever taken a little one in your life to church and actually heard them say they want to come back? That is worth living for.
A lot of people have been reaching out to me lately. I'm so grateful to be a safe place for so many.
This is just me. Not every bipolar diagnosed person feels these things. I just want to clear the air on some things you might not realize or know about.
-a poem by Faith
Tomorrow I turn 25. Most people just roll their eyes and say, "shut up Faith, it's not a big deal." For me it is.
This is going to be difficult to write because it's difficult stuff to talk about and my thoughts are all over the place, but here I go. I'm not doing well mentally. Physically I'm doing pretty well. Mentally I'm completely unstable. *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.