...Random Words, Targeted Pain....Red, Yellow, Green and Brown Pain...White Pain...My Pain...
Yellow Belly.
FAIL…SAFE?
"...a drive to put what is playing on my internal projector out into the real world, for others to see..."
Starting Over, Over Again
"... can you see me going mad in here?..."
IN the DOGHOUSE
...there is a niggling worry, about the big C...CO I mean...VID...
Over the Humpty-Dump
Oh, the fun of a downward spiral...After a week or two of just mind blowing energy and creativity, comes the inevitable crash. This time it was about a week of doldrums, pain, negativity and actual physical illness, all of which I attribute to this illness called Bipolar Disorder. The worst part of a depressive episode, …
HOPE SPRINGS!
Change has come round the bend again...My illness has spit me out of the Doubt Chamber, at least for a time. Yay. Woop Woop. The Bipolar illness, that is...the Excruciating Pain from my other illnesses is ongoing and unending. It is particularly intense today. So my enthusiasm for my self esteem and confidence in my …
Little Dipper
Oh, the way we roll...up one wave, down the next ad infinitum... My balloon can be pricked so easily, it's like the world and everyone on it are made out of pins. I get to the point where the remedy is sleep and sweets , not necessarily in that order. The wind has left me …
Forgetting the I
...icky sticky hugs and kisses that Hurt too much to feel...
An Awakening
Sleep has been a constant goal for me since I put down drugs and copious amounts of alcohol. Yet it has been the most evasive and endangered of species, teasing me with scattered glimpses of it's eternal beauty. Oh, how I have longed for it's soothing embrace, and so have everyone I have contact with; …
SUSAN TODD MARTIN 
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