Welcome to My Terrifyingly Awesome Rollercoaster of a Life

Living isn’t hard, living up to expectations is. That pretty much sums it up, doesn’t it? We eat, we sleep, we repeat. Life summed up, right? But we make it hard with all of these expectations we have for ourselves and others, real or fictional. Some expectations are good ones. Make it to work on...

Depression….What’s it like?

It's been a while! Why? I have basically forgotten about this blog because I've been *mostly* stable. This blog is my outlet for when I'm not. Well, at least when I'm hypomanic. When I'm depressed, I don't do much of anything. But I think it's time. So, I'm part of this bipolar group on Facebook....

Cat Party Bus

Are party buses with cats a thing? Like the most cuddly of cats instead of the spawn of Satan cats. No? CAN it be a thing? In case you haven't noticed, I'm a crazy cat lady. No. Seriously. I'm an old lady who is obsessed with cats. I'm an 82 year old lady in a...

Face Clawing Bears

Random thought here. This is what happens when I'm by myself for a while with my racing thoughts. I think of weird things that TOTALLY make sense, but no one ever questions it. For example....why are bears depicted as such cuddly, loveable creatures? I mean, they're not at all. But take teddy bears as an...

H-Y-P-O-M-A-N-I-C

I know this will make the second blog of today. But I don't fucking care! I just don't know what to do with myself today. I'm so bored. I have cleaned my house and I cannot.sit.still. My skin is buzzing and I'm in a fantastic mood! H-Y-P-O-M-A-N-I-A I feel so pretty. I don't normally feel...

Shitty Thoughts Make for a Shitty Inside

Lately I have been thinking I don't have anything important to say. Now I'm thinking that it doesn't really matter. This is MY outlet. It doesn't matter if you think that reading my blog is worthwhile to you. Maybe it is. Maybe it's not. But that's not really the reason I started this blog.It's been...

I’d Rather Be High

Yep, you read that right. I'd rather be high. But not in the sense of drugs. I'd rather be manic. Right now. All the times. But without those terrible side effects of making bad decisions. So, last week, I ended up being hypomanic. I've had a lot of people ask me, "how do you know?"...

We Are Special – Seriously

Now, I've briefly hit on this topic in a previous post; but, I felt a strong need to expand on it. People with mental illnesses are special. I used to think that I was just weird and I should never talk about myself or my mental illness. I always thought that I would make people...

I Quitted

I have pride in myself because there are many things that I'm good at. I'm good at relating to people and understanding their struggles. I love to help people. Hence the job as a nurse and the blog. I'm good at making things. Especially crocheting. Although making things for people is becoming more of a...

Dear Friend-A Letter to Those Who Don’t Get it

Dear Friend, Nothing makes you feel more self-conscious than an awkward blank stare followed by the person looking awkwardly to the floor-instead of your face, when you discuss your mental health. Despite the fact that I am so open about my mental health and seem not to care what others think, it still kinda hurts....

A Little Bit of This, A Little Bit of That

So, my therapist gave me homework to do. Well, she does every time I go see her. But this one is making me think really hard. It's important, not that anything else isn't. What are the key signs that I am starting to go UP or go DOWN. So, I'm going to do what I...