bipolar
Bipolar disorder; understanding the highs, the lows and the in between.
The Fight of My Life
I have a dream that I've been dreaming about since junior high school. I love writing and I love music. If I were able to put them both together, that'd be amazing. But being a songwriter, you have to know that right people and I don't know people. I don't like people. People make me anxious. I don't like feeling anxious.
By Janice Page7 years ago in Psyche
Coping with Bipolar Disorder
Anyone who has bipolar disorder knows how hard it can be to oscillate between two extremes. What are the two extremes? Mania makes you feel like a superhero, while on the other hand, depression makes you feel like the worst person in the world. Going back and forth can feel like chaos.
By Paisley Hansen7 years ago in Psyche
You Won't Hear This Often
It's not the best subway station, with its blue tiled walls, and cement floors, flickering lights over head that seemed to follow you around wherever you go. You're sitting on a bench in the middle of the platform, facing the tracks where there were once cars waiting. Now all you see is two black tunnels. You're sitting with your Zara combat-boots on the seat, and your chin resting on your knees. You waft away a strand of light brown hair away from your face and get up. Wandering about the half lit station, you stumble into the bathroom, but make sure there is no one following you in. You locked the doors and now your hands are planted firmly against the marble sink, and you look straight into your own eyes.
By Layla Elkassih7 years ago in Psyche
Wahalalafia (Part 13)
I realised that I am mortal when I was lying down. Sometimes we take life for granted, it's ridiculous. I realise that. I have to make every moment count. As you know, I'm a floater, so sometimes it's difficult to keep my feet and mind on the ground. I don’t know why it’s difficult for me to keep my feet on the ground. I’ve always been expressive in my sentiments, in how I’m feeling, in what I’m doing.
By Marie Osuamoh7 years ago in Psyche
It Started with a Pen
It was brilliant. Easily one of the best quotes I had ever heard (or had I read it?). It had been stuck on repeat, in my head all day. (Was it lyrics from a song I'd heard?) The arrangement of words flowed together so effortlessly in my mind. (But WHERE had it come from?) I was lying in bed and the words were keeping me awake. Then a lightbulb went off.
By Katie Bindel7 years ago in Psyche
Wahalalafia (Pt. 10)
Heyyy sorry for the delay. I think I want a dog, or a cat, and I'm going to name her Ignatia, or if it's a he, Ignatius. I love really random, crazy names. I'm so tired. exhausted. I've just come in after a pizza date with my therapist (let's call her Jane). She's amazing, and transparent, which is always a good quality in a therapist.
By Marie Osuamoh7 years ago in Psyche
