Last year is a very hard subject for me to talk about. I was at my lowest point at this time last year. Memorial day weekend of '19, and I tried to kill myself. After having been manic off and on for almost a year, I crashed. The worst low I've ever had. I had... Continue Reading →
I have always loved scary movies, but, over the past few years, I have found myself being too sensitive to enjoy them. The other day, I decided to have a scary movie night with my brother. We watched The Babadook, so if you haven't seen this movie and want to I suggest you stop reading... Continue Reading →
Diary of a Bipolar Mommy 