When I first started therapy I just didn’t realise that it was an interactive activity. I believed that my therapist was there to talk to me and listen to my troubles and offer the odd piece of advice. I thought that at the end of each session we packed up our bat and ball and […]
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A little bit of fear is a good thing. It keeps us safe and tells us when to run. But have you ever been so afraid that you are paralysed into inaction. And worse, has that fear been completely and utterly irrational? If this sounds like you, then maybe you have let fear drive your […]
I want to share with you an awakening that I had this week. I found it profound and life-changing and hope that you might appreciate it. It began like this. For months now I have disliked driving. I’ve slowly been becoming a menace on the road. I’m aggressive, impatient and downright inconsiderate. I would not […]
In 1995 I said to my soul mate ‘Till death do us part’- little did I know that 10 years later I would find myself sitting next to Rachael watching her soul drift away right before my eyes. I just couldn’t believe that I was losing her after such a short time together. I remember […]
I have a confession to make. I enjoyed the hell out of my manic episodes! They were destructive and soul destroying but I have never in my life felt so high and so energetic. It’s like a drug. You feel ten foot tall and completely bullet proof. Nothing can bring you down. You can achieve […]
A little bit of extra pressure when one is not doing well is a terrible thing. I stumbled, fell over into the pit that I know so well, and I sank deep into its open arms. I could feel life slipping away from me.
I am Broken – A poem about how my mental illness has affected me. It’s one of the tools I use to explore whats happening inside when I am unable to speak out loud.
I was fifteen years old when I had my first encounter with the dark demon of depression. Previously I had been a well-loved, well-adjusted kid who grew up in the country and spent weekends riding my horse and hanging out with childhood friends.
In 1993 I attended the University of Queensland. In the beginning I loved the lifestyle and I found the study to be rewarding and challenging. Just when things were going well, the dark demon rears his ugly head and life comes crashing down around me. This time it was the cold hand of anxiety. Yet out of the darkness came my light.
If we are going to take this journey together, I feel it only right that I let you know a little bit about me and what has brought me to this point. Grab a coffee and get comfortable while I share with you my life living with bipolar.