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About Gabriel...

...diagnosed with manic depression when I was nineteen, for the next 14-years I lived without treatment or a recovery plan. I've been homeless, one time I graduated college, I've won awards for reporting on Internet privacy issues, and a weekly humour column. In 2002 I finally hit bottom and found help. It's now 2024, and I have a 9-year old son, and a 14-year old son... I’m usually about six feet tall, and I'm pretty sure I screwed up my book deal. I mostly blog at saltedlithium.com....

First Truths: Larry, The Escape From My Father And My Twelfth Home In Nine Years

Posted on June 9, 2007 by Gabriel...

Orange juice behind plastic and glass; June 07, 2007 – Photo by Me. When the Truths being offered are complicated and frightening we tend to grasp on to what we believe to be true and never let go, no matter … Continue reading →

Posted in Classic, crazy people with no pants, Depression, Living With Depression, Living With Manic Depression, Manic Depression, Memories, Poverty, Punk, Salted Truths | 4 Comments

UmBiPMaD Stories: Taking The Razor Blades Out Of My Homemade Cookies And Other Lessons Of The 209 Chocolate Milk Jugs

Posted on June 4, 2007 by Gabriel...

This is a diner in a mini mega-mall near my little village. . . There is no system of philosophy to spin out. There are no ethical truths; there are just clarifications of particular ethical problems. Take advantage of these … Continue reading →

Posted in crazy people with no pants, Depression, Living With Depression, Manic Depression, Memories, Ottawa, Poverty, Punk, UmBiPMaD Stories | 26 Comments

UmBiPMaD Stories: Food Banks, Roaches & Potato Soup

Posted on May 31, 2007 by Gabriel...

If Hell is so Evil, why does it punish the Wicked? Just A Question I’ve Asked. “…it’s just the ability to reason that wears so thin / Living and dying and the stories that are true / The secret to … Continue reading →

Posted in Bipolar, crazy people with no pants, Food Banks, Lithium, Living With Depression, Living With Manic Depression, Manic Depression, Memories, Ottawa, Poetry, Politics, Poverty, Punk, UmBiPMaD Stories | 13 Comments

God Save The Queen, Because I Was Too Broken To Do The Job

Posted on May 28, 2007 by Gabriel...

Elephants // aren’t any more important / than insects // but I’m on the side / of elephants // unless one of them tries / to crawl up my leg “Elephants”, John Newlove Young man, / Seize every minute / … Continue reading →

Posted in Bipolar, Bipolar Disease, Bipolar Disorder, Clinical Depression, crazy people with no pants, Health, Lithium, Living With Depression, Living With Manic Depression, Manic Depression, Mental Health, Punk | Tagged | 13 Comments

Ten Things I Did Last Year, Eight Things I’ve Stopped Doing This Year, Three Revelations And A Ten-Year Old Holding A Gun

Posted on May 23, 2007 by Gabriel...

The reason I write / is to make something / as beautiful as you are. / When I’m with you / I want to be the kind of hero / I wanted to be / when I was seven years … Continue reading →

Posted in Bipolar, Bipolar Disease, Bipolar Disorder, crazy people with no pants, Health, Humour, Lithium, Living With Depression, Living With Manic Depression, Manic Depression, Memories, Mental Health, Salted Lists | 36 Comments

Manic Depression Did Not Rape You And It Certainly Didn’t Kill Your Dog

Posted on May 20, 2007 by Gabriel...

…Call it what you like, / that nightly jaunt I took, analyze it / as you will, there must have been / some benefit I gained from it — otherwise / I’d have come down long ago. “Only Child”, ‘Edwin … Continue reading →

Posted in Bipolar, Bipolar Disease, Bipolar Disorder, Classic, Clinical Depression, crazy people with no pants, Health, Living With Depression, Living With Manic Depression, Manic Depression, Mental Health | 33 Comments