(I don’t know why I wrote this – it just sort of wrote itself)The snake pit of shame is where I retreat after my manic brain releases me...

Do you remember when you were a kid and you could play without reservations? When you still recognized your own sound and the rhythm of your body?...

I have some weird triggers. They are small occurrences that send me over the edge and can lead me down a dark path of anger, anxiety, and guilt...

I have some weird triggers. They are small occurrences that send me over the edge and can lead me down a dark path of anger, anxiety, and guilt...

It’s not just a relapse, it’s déjà vuSuicidal again, too dark to be blueDreams jumbled in nightmares,or no sleep at...