I bought a pair of beautiful, hand-cut, crystal glasses for my expensive vodka. I’ll only drink expensive vodka. Straight. Over cubes of ice that crackle when the liquid coats and covers them. I relish the sound, the tinkering as they fall into the glass, and then the quiet crackle as the vodka washes over them.
The endless loop of drug use and how it protects me from myself.
The ritualistic actions and the aftermath of cocaine.
My first – and hopefully last – suicide attempt during a bipolar relapse.
My love/hate relationship with Mania.
How EMDR helps us overcome traumatic memories and my own EMDR session.
My ongoing challenges with codeine addiction.
Using my awareness of early warning signs to manage my bipolar better.
What is hypersexuality and how do I experience it?
My desperate attempts to look and act “normal” while symptomatic.