Pity, Party Of One

So I've just been lying here feeling sorry for myself and what I've realized is that, oddly enough, having a little pity party all by myself in my room (which, alarmingly, is looking about one pancaked cat corpse away from a Hoarding: Buried Alive audition) doesn't do much to make me feel better. I'd even … Continue reading Pity, Party Of One


Four to Six Weeks

Well, well, well, Wellbutrin ... I think perhaps you may not be the medication for me. The doctor said it's supposed to give me some get up and go; but, since I've been on it, mostly what I've wanted to do (and mostly what I've done) is lie down and sleep. He's a new doctor, … Continue reading Four to Six Weeks

Medication Versus Drugs

I don't know if the amount of medication I'm on is considered a lot, a little or just right. I take Abilify, Effexor, Topamax and, most recently, was put on Wellbutrin. The doctor said the Wellbutrin is supposed to make me want to get up and get stuff done.¬† But here's the thing: I used … Continue reading Medication Versus Drugs

Baby Steps To Mental Health

According to the doctors I have Bipolar II disorder, which is the lesser of the Bipolar evils .... sort of. I don't have the sharp, jagged peaks of extreme mania nor the deep, shear valleys of despair¬†that my Bipolar I brethren suffer through; but those of us with BPII generally struggle with longer periods of … Continue reading Baby Steps To Mental Health

The Armpit of Depression

When celebrities are in crisis, they are often referred to as the "face of" the crisis, condition or difficulty. Michael J. Fox is the face of Parkinson's, Christopher Reeve was the face of spinal cord injury, Bill Cosby is the face of destroyed childhood sitcom icons, and so on. In the spirit of being the … Continue reading The Armpit of Depression