Medication is a way of life for me. I take three in the morning, one in the afternoon, and two at night. Don't get me wrong, I take them because they keep me balanced, but it's a constant reminder every time my alarm goes off that I'm stuck with this illness. But that's just the… Continue reading Pharmacies and Falling Back.
When I say that Bipolar Disorder stole years of my life I wasn't exaggerating. This thing just takes and takes and takes. It has nothing good to give. Holding a job, having a relationship, everyday things like laundry, cleaning, cooking... they get difficult. Although some more severe than others, we pretty much all go through… Continue reading The Magic Potion