Category Archives: Bipolar Disorder

Conversations With My Psychotherapist Are Coming To An End

“…our biggest trigger while I was growing up, was me asking questions about my past. Any questions about the Cult we grew up in, or anything regarding my father, or even anything regarding my father’s side of the family, were … Continue reading

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Bonding Part Two: The Punishments She Did And Didn’t Hand Out

“So for the first few years of my life my Mother wasn’t there, for the next five years of my life I was a group chore, with little to no idea who she was to me. Then, for the next … Continue reading

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Thursday Conversations With My Psychiatrist | New Pills & A Car Wreck

I’ve changed psychiatrists since I wrote the last one of these. My last psychiatrist — the one who saved my life, retired… or something, he told me my regular Doctor could treat me. So I went without a psychiatrist and … Continue reading

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The Day-To-Day Indignity Of Manic Depression

“Caring for yourself, looking after your physical health, just isn’t a priority for someone who constantly wants to die.” — ‘When You Spend 6570 Consecutive Days Wanting To Kill Yourself The Little Things Get Neglected… Like Dental Hygiene’: June 13, … Continue reading

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My Bipolar Origin Story Because We Should All Have At Least One

Most of us have an origin story. The first time we heard a diagnosis that made sense, that explained and even justified our behaviour, that gave us something to fight against. Something that just made sense. Mine came when I … Continue reading

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The First Quintin Update: Un Deux Trois Four

I woke up one morning not too long ago to my youngest son singing ‘Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star’ in his room. Quintin just turned four-years old, and there he was, laying in his bed, barely awake with the blankets bunched … Continue reading

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