Maybe I’m Not Dreaming

I’m a big dreamer. I’m an ENFP. I scored high in ideation and have experienced a real-life love story. I was a cheerleader in high school and love getting hyped up on dreams and how magical the future could be. And I use the word magical in...

Bipolar as an Insult

I’ve accomplished a lot today. I got sweaty on purpose (exercise) and ate lunch before 1:00. And as I was taking my post-lunch nap with this little nugget, I had a thought about my recent, very public, vulnerability. And the fact people (on occasion) use the...

The Mean Reds

And so begins the down-swing.┬áThe mean reds showed up yesterday morning and they haven’t left yet. Here’s the only thing I managed to write yesterday. So it finally happened. Three days into funemployment I’m sitting on my couch at 2:30 pantless,...

Why Beloved

“I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine,” Song of Solomon 6:3 About a week before my hospital stay, I was wandering around a darling little shop in Columbia. It’s filled with beautiful little handmade nicknacks and furniture. There is glitter...

How to Ask for Help

The amount of love that surrounded me yesterday was breathtaking. Everyone who reached out, or even just read my post, you are the reason the world will continue to become a better place. There are so many who struggle or at least identify with a darkness or an...