Holding Cells Aren’t Helping

This is the tale of my stay at the Lawrence Memorial Med 6 Psychiatric Unit. It outlines how poor care is given even when the stay is voluntary.

The Water’s Rising Past My Eyes

This piece was written while inducing a hypomanic state. I had a lot of scrambled energy that needed to come out and this poem is the product of the current state of my psyche. Lucky I have a new therapist.

Forgive me for my faults (because I can’t)

Forgive me for my faults is a new piece written on 9/26/19 that was sparked as an outlet to an episode of Borderline Personality Disorder. It’s often common for people with personality disorder to deal with false thoughts that are programmed into them.

Monthly Me: August

Content Warning: Medication problems, social stigma, suicide, and dementia are shared in this episode.

Psychiatric Hospital

Holding Cells Aren’t Helping

This is the tale of my stay at the Lawrence Memorial Med 6 Psychiatric Unit. It outlines how poor care is given even when the stay is voluntary.

The Water’s Rising Past My Eyes

This piece was written while inducing a hypomanic state. I had a lot of scrambled energy that needed to come out and this poem is the product of the current state of my psyche. Lucky I have a new therapist.

Forgive me for my faults (because I can’t)

Forgive me for my faults is a new piece written on 9/26/19 that was sparked as an outlet to an episode of Borderline Personality Disorder. It’s often common for people with personality disorder to deal with false thoughts that are programmed into them.

Monthly Me: August

Content Warning: Medication problems, social stigma, suicide, and dementia are shared in this episode.

Changing Veins and Lanes

This cursed life is just a ploy A simple toy… Employed by misery to murder joy I try to fight the void… But my will, long destroyed I wish to see …

The Artifact

The Artifact

I wanna live in my dreams Rip between the seams The people in my mind are more coherent it seems To be… Reality is nothing to me Jokingly – Brush aside …

Oblivion

Oblivion

Since being on Topamax writing anything original has been near impossible. This is the first original piece I have written since then. It is about BPD and my struggles of identifying the subtle differences of it from bipolar inside of myself.

Open Minds

Open Minds: Pilot Episode

Thank you so much for giving OPEN MINDS a listen. We are glad to have you along for the journey ahead of us! Like any collaboration, this is an ever-changing work in progress. Each of our team members has different strengths and they will surface over time. As we fall into our roles, there may be some unpleasant hiccups along the way.

June: Me

June: Me

So I skipped a couple of months on the audio blogs because I was putting so much work into the idea of launching the new podcast (which should be Monday). This was the beginning of another pre-show but I had no co-host so I began to ramble about my life, medication, depression, etc.

Disemodied

A short poem about depersonalization. It also speaks to self-hate as well as attempting to over come that by re-uniting with the self.

Taking Down (From The Inside)

Taking Down (From The Inside)

Fade the shades and lay with me
The light can’t see
Where we are now.
I clutch you, my photograph, tightly