Category Pyschosis
I hate to break it to you, but you don’t have to have been physically abused or sexually assaulted to have a trauma. You don’t need to be bullied or have a dysfunctional family, or have a single, major life… Continue Reading →
That title up there is actually the worst thing to say to anyone who is or was ever mentally ill. If someone has diabetes or have just been stabbed with a sword, you don’t say, “Get over it.” I want… Continue Reading →
Depersonalization and derealization are often clumped together, but are completely different mental health anomalies. Today, I want to write about depersonalization. Now, you might be wondering, how can a person with bipolar disorder understand and properly convey how depersonalization feels? You feel as… Continue Reading →
Two years and two months ago, I took a sword and held it to my stomach. I leaned the back of the handle against the wall in my room and told myself that if the tip of the blade pierced… Continue Reading →
With the new year come and gone, I looked back at the past few years of life and see how far I’ve come with my condition. 2013 was a life changing year for me. Not only did I have my… Continue Reading →
Hello! If you’re reading this, you probably came from Zen Pencils. If not, you should go and read Zen Pencils! Recently, I emailed Gavin, thanking him for his role in helping me get through the toughest bout of depression I’ve… Continue Reading →
(This is the longest blog post I’ve ever written. So fair warning, it is 3118 words long. The length of two standard chapters in my novels.) I had a friend. Actually, we were more of classmates and rivals than anything. To… Continue Reading →