Vanished

There’s nothing you can say to me that I haven’t said to myself, much harsher, with blades, and drugs, and self spoken hate.   The shame, and the guilt eat me alive, every night my head drops.   I haven’t forgiven myself for the fights we fought, the fights I caused, with my temper, with… Continue reading Vanished

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Confessional #2

I had promised a confessional/thought of the day blog post when I started and I have yet to have another one until now. These are just my thoughts for the day. The biggest battle with bipolar disorder that I face on a daily basis is the shame and the guilt, the aftermath of an up… Continue reading Confessional #2

Don’t Feel Bad for Your Bad Days

Special Note: I will start doing sets of three blogs on one of my subjects (bipolar disorder, addiction, or fibromyalgia) and then the next three will be on another one of these subjects and so on and so forth. I don’t want to lose my readers’ attention by hopping from topic to topic. I’m hoping… Continue reading Don’t Feel Bad for Your Bad Days