So, I am getting a little writing done and a few other things, but for the most part my life is on hold. It’s frustrating because I don’t know what’s happening from one day to the next, but all I can do is keep holding on the best that I can and wait to see what happens.
I Can’t Believe I’m Back So Soon
What the fuck is wrong with our world that when a person is at their lowest, they’re expected to walk over coals, jump through hoops and spin on their head to get help—only to be turned away?
Going Dark
In my most recent post, several weeks ago, I said I may be closing this blog to focus on a new blog related to my writing. I decided I don’t have the time or energy to start a new one, yet I’ve made the very difficult decision to close “Insights From a Bipolar Bear” anyway. I started this blog over…
The Sun May be Setting
After ten years, and a couple of months, the sun may be setting on Insights from a Bipolar Bear. Obviously, I haven’t been posting much lately. It looks like the average has been about once a month. The reason, as most of you know, is because I’ve been working on a novel. I made the decision to make writing a…
Why Must This Keep Happening?
Once again, I got cocky until my disease kicked me in the ass. I never thought I was cured of bipolar disorder, but I thought I had it all under control. This has happened many times before, yet I fall for it nearly every time. Things had been going well for me. It’s been some time since I’ve had…
Time For Another Break
My regular readers are used to this. I blog for awhile, then I stop. Blog again for awhile, then stop. Well, I may be doing it to you again. I’m headed for a stop. I have no idea how long I’ll be gone. I’ve set a realistic goal of finishing my novel within a month. Maybe I’ll be back…
The Streets
Many of you have read my story about living on the streets, but this story, which was published several years ago, covers a lot of area that I haven’t covered before. Because of its length, I originally planned to post this over a couple of days but decided against that. It would affect the impact of the story. Why do…
Oh My God, Hell Yes!
I asked my husband, Maurice, to think back to before I was taking meds. We both remember the trial and error period when my pdoc and I were trying to find the right combination for me. Some of the meds had some pretty wacky side effects. In fact, one of them made me attack Maurice. Naturally my pdoc told him…
I Did It!
I did it. My heart was racing, my palms were clammy and sweat was dripping off my forehead and into my eyes, but I did it. I did it on Wednesday, March 14 at 2:59 pm. For the first time I sent off a manuscript to a publisher. I spent the entire morning with a dear friend, who happens to…