Bipolar

How Hugging my Mom is Helping Me Show Her Compassion


Dear Mom,

This is for you. Thank you for loving the unlovable in me and always believing in me even when I didn't believe in myself. I love you and appreciate you.

Danny

“If you're angry at a loved one, hug that person. And mean it. You may not want to hug - which is all the more reason to do so. It's hard to stay angry when someone shows they love you, and that's precisely what happens when...
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Bipolar

The Naughty Little Word that will Change Your Life

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No.

Seriously, that's the naughty word.

"Why is it so naughty?" you might be asking yourself.  To me, it's naughty because every time I've tried to use it or have successfully used it,  I've experienced feelings akin to when I first learned colorful words that begin with 'f' and other "sentence enhancers" as Patrick Star calls them on Spongebob.

It's hard to set boundaries; every time you do, you will...
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Bipolar

When the Tears Come, Let Them


Men don't cry.

It should be what I talked about when I wrote The Greatest Lie You've Ever Been Told.

Since the time I was incarcerated, I've made it a goal to show the world a different me.

The only problem with showing the world a different me is just that--it's a show.

A performer can only perform for so long. An actor can only go that extra mile for so long before the mask falls off and the broken,...
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Bipolar

How Losing My Freedom is Helping Me Find It

left: 1st DUI (April 14, 2014)
right: 2nd DUI (October 14, 2014)

"You can't fix me," Mom said while holding my hand and a single tear running down her eye.

"But, I've tried Mom, dear God have I tried!" I said realizing the power of her words, her stare, and allowing the truth of what she said to wash over me like a...
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Depression

Friendship Beyond Facebook: Why You Need an Inner Circle

My inner circle

There will be times you feel lonely and that ache burns so deeply inside of you that nothing and nobody in this world can fill it. You are not alone. The beauty of a burden is that it connects you with others who are like-minded and burdened. Remain in this special community of hurting and healing (you define this group) Your heart will thank you.

I've learned over the last...
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