Prisoner in My Own Home – Part 3

Suddenly, it hit me. Ten years had passed since my first marriage ended, and I had somehow married the same man... How did this happen? How did I end up right where I began?

The Aftermath of Abuse

I thought since I'd forgiven my abusers, I had moved on. I figured it was settled, over, and done... But when I start to scratch beneath the surface, I can feel the storm still raging within me. All the issues I've had over the years stem from the aftermath of abuse.

Prisoner in My Own Home – Part 2

I should have left then. But I didn’t. He had moved us hundreds of miles away from our family and friends. I didn’t know what to do. And I was scared.

Superhero vs Archnemesis

That's the true nature of bipolar disorder. It's a treacherous, lying beast. It makes me feel like a superhero who flies around saving the world by sheer willpower and strength.  Then BAM! It sucker-punches me in the gut and sends me spiraling into oblivion with one fell swoop. Enter in my arch-nemesis, The Darkness.

In the Middle of a Depressive Episode

I'm struggling lately. I've been sick for about a month now, and my doctor can't figure out why. I've been tested for covid three times--all negative. White blood count is a little bit low, indicating there may be some sort of virus my body is dealing with, but I'm starting to think, some of this… Continue reading In the Middle of a Depressive Episode

Struggling with Bipolar Disorder

This disorder is debilitating. It's too high speed plummeting to deep despairing pits of darkness. It's ugly. It's mean. It's dangerous.

The Point of Rest

Any efforts I made in trying to make things better were failed attempts, because the hurt was too much for even me to handle. It was ALL out of my control.