The Colour Of Madness
Living with Bipolar Disorder & Mental Illness
Tag: hypomania
Strawberry Bubbles
Today I felt elated, my problems of yesterday just magically fell away. Today the colours of the earth shon brightly and vividly just for me. Today I had alcohol. Today I talked too much about personal things I shouldn’t say. Today I spent a…
Bipolar Ashes
No wonder I have intermittent ‘delusions’ about existing within a man made video gamesque style matrix reality, God knows I must have died 1000 times by now and yet each time I find myself miraculously resurrected again, rebirthed from the bipolar ashes, guns a…
The Noisy Now
I’m craving something right now but I don’t know exactly what, it’s like a deep urge to take/do something that’s going to fill this gnawing void in the back of my throat. I’m buzzing with those eager anticipatory fight or flight butterflies, not the…
Happiness & The Power of You
Happiness is something that happens within conscious thought, happiness is an emotion just like sadness. It is something we have the ability to feel even when things in our lives are difficult, even when we are still aware of physical pain, It might not…
Do Ant’s Sleep?
This was probably the most unusual question I was asked in my early days working at the pet store, it was queried over the phone by a gentleman with the most aristocratic sounding British accent imaginable. I was left for a few seconds trying…
Euphoric Awakening?
*The air around me is literally sparkling, I can see every molecule that makes up existence itself dancing and fizzing around me. There are so many dimensions 5,6,7,8,9 I don’t even know, they appear infinite and yet structured, moving in strange patterns of planned…
Coming Of Age
I watched a documentary yesterday and there was a guy on it who was suffering from ‘delusions’ who was convinced he was going to die on or before his 18th birthday because the voices told him he would. He had tried to kill himself…
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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.”
