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The Pixels Of The Universe

I’m watching shapes of collective ‘nothingness’ right now, those billions of dots that appear to make up the perceived universe are twisting and forming together again, noticeable enough to swirl seductively through the room as though they are about to physically manifest into something,…

For The Love Of Words

I was an avid reader from a young age, gobbling up works by Jackie French, Enid Blyton, John Marsden and Bryce Courtney like peanut m&ms. While I read from most genres, I really loved relatable adventures. Descriptive  scenes I could picture myself in got…

Catastrophic Ecstasy

I’m tired of all my emotional extremes, they’re slowly breaking me. Even when the bipolar is quiet my ability to turn mountains into molehills on a dime truly astounds me. I seem to subconsciously love to watch myself burn and then writhe around in…

Free Fall

It took 20 minutes to descend from 35,000 ft to the earths surface below me and less than 20 seconds to plummet from the 18th floor of the skyscraper hotel I was staying in, all the way down to the ground. Both were of…

Dying From Embarrassment

Embarrassment is my strongest kryptonite.  When I am shamefully embarrassed I can go straight from happy go lucky to suicidal with no in between time.  I’m okay with mild embarrassment about lots of things, ie acting like a dickhead on the internet, wearing my…

Thirsty Dissociation

Winter is bleak. Or maybe I’m bleak…  I’ve written about 10 lines of 10 different blog posts in the last week but I’ve lacked the enthusiasm to finish any of them.    I feel like I don’t know who I am right now, I…

Just Call the F*ing Helpline

You know what is silly? I got so overwhelmed, upset and suicidal recently that I finally actually called Lifeline. That’s not the silly part, that was the smart part, the silly part is the reason I was calling was because I was feeling really…

Psychosomatic Pain & Feeling Like an Idiot

Note: This was written a few weeks ago, forewarning – it is very ‘woe is me’ and completely un-inspirational but I thought I’d share it anyway. I am severely frustrated right now because my hand/forearm cramps are acting up again, both sides but predominately…

When Mothers Leave Their Babies

*Kira turned to look at me for a moment from the passenger seat and gave a weary ‘I guess this is it’ anxious half-smile, her eyes were glistening with the tears she was trying so hard not to let out in front of her…

Pandora’s Paradox

You know what I seem to have discovered recently? Much to my confusion and subsequent awe at the capabilities of the human mind… I figured out what caused me to start becoming suicidal before the age of 8 and why it developed into a…

Is Suicide 100% Preventable?

The awareness campaigns have good hearts, they are filled with messages of hope and positivity, their aim is to remind people that they can always choose life! But when they proclaim that suicide is 100% preventable, they are sending a message that I feel…

Recovery

Leather, Feather, and Neuroplasticity

The titillations, tribulations, vicissitudes, and oxymoronic cogitations of a very lucky and unfortunate Neuroscientist with Bipolar Disorder

T I F F A N I E .

It was almost funny.

markanthonysblog

Torn. Broken. Writer. “For me, writing is an art of converting feelings to words.”

This Bipolar Brat

Read between the lines

Keeping Up With The Anorexic

The ups and downs of my recovery

EXPLOITS OF THE VOLEQUEEN

On Being Creative, A Mother & Bipolar

Not Your Average Chick

Stationery Enthusiast & Mental Wellness Advocate

Ophelia's

Speaking Out on the Unspeakable

raynotbradbury

Creative Writing. Book Reviews. Adult Humour.

OBSCUREDAPOCALYPSE

NOT ALL WHO SUFFER ARE STRONG

Lady Lazarus

Shattering the Magic Mirror