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.

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 …

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.

From Treasure to Trash

From Treasure to Trash

For eight months I took pictures of my grandmother at various events and made her a lovely picture book. Find out why she hates it!

Weekly Fitness Report

Weekly Fitness Report for May 27th

Part two in my exercize log series where I challenge myself to publicly display my health data to encourage myself to become more active!

Mother's Day for Two

Mother’s Day For Two

We pull into the driveway and head inside via the front walk. Mist is almost stinging in the morning air as I rush ahead to open the door. We gathered in the living room and I set up my recording. I captured some really endearing audio of her experiences at church, what she thought, what she wishes it had been like, and then her gift opening.

Creating an Article

Creating an Article

I never learned to home row type. I peck furiously at about 75 WPM. My index, middle and ring fingers do the heavy lifting; My thumbs reinforce with spaces. Oh yes, the mighty pinky! I haven’t forgotten you…Shifting in the shadows bringing capitalization to my words when needed. This non-traditional typing style may lead to faster fatigue or increased error intake. The truth is I taught myself how to type before I was in school so the habits were inlaid too young. That was a big deal in the 90s. I might be one of the last 75+ WPM key peckers! Who knows…

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]