Just Be Sick

I was scrolling through insta the other day and was bombarded with encouraging messages. Which, I’m sure for normal people, is an awesome thing. I’m sure it gets them pumped up and stoked to tackle the day. I assume they become super charged with each sparkly graphic encouraging them to change the world. I’m sure…

The dark days

Climb a mountain to only move a inch. Claw, scrape, dig fingernails in dark, dark, dark dirt. Falling. Failing. Slipping. Once as easy as a wish, moves slow, viscous like honey, but not sweet. Bitter and familiar, this battle. Aching, aching, aching, climbing, climbing, climbing, barely moving. Heavy, heavy, heavy, standing like a question mark, shoulders sagging like bags…

Three Days Crazy: Day 2

This is part 3 of the Three Days Crazy series.  I waited by the breakfast cart while the nice african man called names. My eyes scanned the room, analyzing my options for seating. The inmates were still grouped off at a table, they seemed to be acquainted from previous circumstances. A young man, no older than…

Living With Mental Illness

Unfortunately, mental illness isn’t often something you beat. You can’t fix it or medicate it away. There’s a lot of talk about how to ask for help, how to prevent suicide, but I haven’t found much on how to live with your demons. Because my bipolar, my depression, these things aren’t going away (at least not…