I'm constantly dealing with this internal dialogue, that's telling me I'm not as good as someone else and that I won't become the person I hope to be. Maybe it's not so much a dialogue as it is a monologue. A large part of me seeks validation from both those I know and those I… Continue reading … and that’s okay.
Taking a break from the intense! The other night I was on the phone with a friend. We both tend to tease each other, and it's all taken very lightly. However, as I was recounting my day, I mentioned that I tried to watch the film version of The Giver (my sister and I were… Continue reading You Haven’t Heard of This…???
Welcome to the final installment of my journey thus far. It's been awhile in coming, I know, but here it is. Around this time after graduating, my dad was beginning to interview for a job 600 miles away from where we were living. I began to prepare for my first quarter at a state college,… Continue reading life with my disorder (part 3)
Here we go, a continuation of the story of my disorder thus far. Thanks for being so patient. During my first hospitalization, I was put on a new mixture of medications. One of these medications made me very shaky and unsteady; I felt very weak. I ended up getting out of the hospital right before my 17th… Continue reading life with my disorder (part 2)
Since this has been so disruptive for me over the past few months, I decided to dedicate some time to my bipolar disorder. It's not an easy topic for me, especially with the recent hospitalizations and electroconvulsive therapy, but I'd like to share. If you are sensitive to details about difficult topics such as self harm… Continue reading life with my disorder (part 1)
Here's something about myself: I tend to be an overachiever. Regardless of the situation, I will usually try to go above and beyond what is required. If extra credit is offered, you'd better believe I'm doing it. If I am put in a group project, I am likely to take the lead, or at least… Continue reading Feeling Behind
Let me start this off with something about myself: I have dated consistently since I was 16 in high school (I’m 21). When one relationship ended, I didn’t spend too much time alone before jumping into the next. I think a part of me was afraid of being alone. I didn’t know what to do with… Continue reading dating (& loving) myself