As someone who lives with bipolar disorder, I’m all too familiar with cycles. For me, it seems everything in life waxes and wanes. Nothing more so than my interest in writing a romance novel I first conceived in 2017. I haven’t written a novel since 2013 and thought I could dive in and start penning… Continue reading
The rest of me argued, quite rightly, that I can throw words on a page with the best of them. But if I’m miserable doing it and I end up producing absolutely nothing I can use for draft 2, what exactly is the point?
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The fact I never sought legal justice confuses people about as much as the fact I didn’t fight tooth and nail to make an escape on the night in question. But this wasn’t some revenge movie where I reincarnate with demonic powers to vanquish my enemies to an audience’s satisfaction.
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I might not have had the ability or tools to cope with this trauma, so it was much easier to tuck it away and pretend like it never happened.
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Sometimes, especially when I feel good mentally or like I’m making progress, something will happen that brings me back to the same feelings of shame and worthlessness that are so deeply ingrained in my psyche it’s as if the good feelings or growth doesn’t really exist. When it first started happening, I didn’t even realize… Continue reading