We’re getting ready for the big move and we’ve been getting rid of stuff. I was outside in the backyard the other night, walked inside and saw a family of six in my living room gathered around my couch. There were a bunch of grunts and finagling and just like that, our only couch was … More Baggage
A shift happened for me in that moment. It was very freeing. I realized I had very unrealistic expectations. … More The New Normal
The thought of popping a pill every day, even worse, being told that I needed to, that my sanity and health depended on it, was one of the most discouraging things. … More The Meds
I can’t change my brain chemistry. I can’t live full time on a mountain top. I have to come down to the real world and face the hours between the beautiful, filtered Instagrams. … More Walk at the Lake
A few times a year, Andrew and I head up to Wyoming. It always surprises me that there are still places in the US where my phone changes from full bars to “No Service.” Even before I knew I was Bipolar, that there was a name for what was going on, I knew I was … More City Noise
