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 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

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: 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.

Drowning in Dusk

Drowning in Dusk

Where has the feeling gone?
Oh, sun – Why do you hide from me?
The purest of flowers never grow
When the clouds cant provide
Don’t take my love from my life

April’s Audioblog [Free]

I don’t usually do this…But this is the first half of my pre-show from Runescape Weekly. It turned out to be very intimate because it was a monolog due to my cohost being late. I ended up covering how I feel about my shortcomings due to my mental health and the channel trending downwards. Some personal insight into how medications effect work life and everyday life and more. I also offer a glimpse of hope into how I could change the show…

The “Hellening”

My Aunt Helen is here from Seattle and with her comes a whirlwind of extremely potent energy. For the good and the bad. Find out how I narrowly avoid a major family fight and end up making some of the most enjoyable memories on Drumlin Farm with Gram and Aunt Helen. [10 UHD Pictures]

Challenge Me Softly

Mix another drink
Clear my mind – I need to think
Stop the shakes so I can hold this pen to ink
My paper legibly
Said I’d be
Sober last Tuesday

Solone

Ive never felt like I’m
So alone
Was I meant to be
Solo
I cant control

Future Forward

All the memory
I ever had to waste
I made an enemy
Out of nothing more than haste
Pushing and pushing
Pushing future forward

Physcosomatic Erratic.

Waste away – the rot and decay
Takes you out to play
Make me one with
Make me done with
The evil plague you put inside.

DreamStress

What have we made here
In the sky’s falling distress
Oh what a mess – Oh what a mess
To my knees, I confess

A Day At the Symphony

Not because they actually were sad, or bad, or even had by we happenstance came across misfortune: She simply sours sentiment.