I cannot tell you how important advocating for myself has been in terms of my medical journeys. I am sitting at the doctor's office waiting for my appointment and I am very glad I brought my own list of the meds I am currently taking. The list they have is totally messed up. That has … Continue reading Advocacy



This one time, when I was manic... All of the best/worst stories start out that way. I feel like it's important to share some of my story though because it might help others understand this illness better or maybe someone else will see a little of themselves in it and feel less alone.  So a … Continue reading Fed-Ex


It was a very long and strange process for me to come fully "out of the closet" with the Bipolar I Diagnosis I live with.  At first, I overshared amongst the people around me and told a lot of the people I saw. Looking back, that was some naive attempt to make the information not … Continue reading Closet


The only way I know to prevent suicide is to erase the stigma surrounding it and mental health as a whole.  I have tried to share my experiences here as a way to bust stigma about what people living with bipolar disorder are like. I've also hoped to provide a platform of shared experience for … Continue reading Prevention


My most recent article was published today in The Mighty. You can find it here: Three Ways Being My Own Advocate Has Helped My Mental Health Recovery I have an older story there as well describing what mixed episodes feel like for me.  You can find that one here: What It's Like to Experience Mixed … Continue reading Mightier! 


About three years ago, I was in a psychiatric unit (nothing new for me) except this time the psychiatric PA determined that she needed to start with a clean slate. She discontinued all of my psychiatric medication and started me on just one. Sadly, within 3 days of discharge I had serious reactions to that … Continue reading Frozen


I remember this poem fondly from first grade because from preschool through second grade, I was a Montessori kid. Starting in first grade on Fridays, we had to memorize a poem to Recite to the class. This was one of the poems I can clearly remember choosing. It's ironic now that I chose a poem … Continue reading Brave


You know how sometimes one person or place can completely change your perspective on something?  That happened to me with the Delivery of services I received through my local Community Mental Health agency when I first moved back home from school. I was already full of dread and terror about changing from a system where I … Continue reading Delivery