When dealing with depression, my doctor told me to count my wins, even if it was getting out of bed, doing a load of laundry, or going outside for a few minutes. He said it all counts.
Author: Amanda Jewel Warren
Writer. Blogger. Wife. Mom. Furbaby mama. Tree hugger. Mental health advocate. I share my stories, experiences, contemplations, opinions, and what it’s like to live with bipolar disorder while working through trauma.
Learn to Live Again
I Will Not Die Today
God or Humanity
Grief, Fear, and Transformation
Work in Progress
New Year, New Word
I asked again to receive my word for the year. After a moment of darkness laced with colors, I saw the outline of a sparkling purple butterfly. This faded as it flew away. Then, the darkness opened up to a wolf standing on the edge of a cliff, mouth open, panting, looking around at the scenery of a desert. This then faded, and it got dark. Just completely black.