The Colour Of Madness
Living with Bipolar Disorder & Mental Illness
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Home Is Where The Hearty Beef Is
We are staying with the parents at the moment, Mum had her hip surgery last week and Dads Alzheimers is progressing rather rapidly at the moment so sadly he’s just not capable of looking after her anymore and really he relies heavily on her…
Winters Dawn
(From 27th March 2019) I miss writing here, my soul aches for it’s powerful release and yet I can barely bring myself to stare at that blank page for more than a moment while the curser blinks on, mocking me. It’s not that I…
Under One Moon
The moon was beautiful today, full and large, visible in the morning sky. I must have taken 50 photos on the way in to work this morning trying to capture its beauty, but alas, *travelling at 100km an hour down a highway through a…
Masquerade
As the sun broke through painted skies the chill of winters dawn sent icy shivers coursing down our spine. Once again we knew that the world would change for us tomorrow, if it would be a little or a lot, it still remained to…
Rough Week
I’m so sick of this, sick of myself, sick of being sick. I can’t live this way. Going to have to take a break for a bit, this old rose don’t smell so sweet anymore. Love all of you. xx
(Welfare) Check, Mate.
So, remember that little passive aggressive tweet to the bank I mentioned in my last post? Well apparently it caused a flood of panic for them and their little anti law suit brigade which resulted in me receiving a “welfare” check from our little…
Phone Calls and Fragility’s
I fear there’s only one sure answer to that question I keep asking myself. “Will this ever get better? Will I ever get better?” My first world problems are overwhelming my feeble little mind right now. The others seem to have abandoned me in…
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Looking After You
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An excerpt from “Goodbye Notes”
“…But if you ever need me still,
Simply call me and you’ll see,
That I’ll be waiting in the garden,
By that big old apple tree.
I’ll listen to your stories,
I’ll listen to your dreams.
I’ll remind you of what you’ve forgotten,
And show you who you can be.
And then we’ll laugh together through memories,
As the light fades beyond the trees,
And I’ll tell you how much you matter,
And what you meant to me.”
