World Mental Health Day 2.0

I knew that yesterday was World Mental Health day. How could I not? It was all over social media and a centre of topic for a lot of people, especially on Facebook, Instagram, and Snapchat. I even noticed that there was a popular hashtag ItsOkToNotBeOk circulating. But I chose not to share anything about mental…

As Patient as a Snail

The name of the game has been Patience. I’ve been radio silent, not because I’ve had nothing to say, but because I’ve had too much to say. Sometimes speaking out when it involves your place of work is not so wise, so better silent than making a big mistake. Instead, I followed what a wise…

His name is Peter.

I’m not always alone. He lives in my head. He usually perches on some invisible branch and talks to me on the left side of my head. I see him vividly. Is Peter real? Well, that’s not the point. The point is that Peter is here for me through the good and the bad, and…

Better at being Bipolar

Much like life right now, I’m writing to you guys without a “topic” to discuss, or any direction for that matter. I’m writing just because. And I’m realizing that maybe the most courageous act I’m accomplishing right now is simply letting go. I’ve been walking through life without any real intent or destination because I’m…

A Prisoner to Pills

“Things get better.” and they do… they just never go away though, at least not without a price. You can’t run from who you are, but you can hope that the shit storm you’re in “gets better” so it’s an easier pill to swallow. As I’ve slowly recovered from my most recent suicide attempt four…