Today was a hard day. Days similar to today have tried to break me and sometimes I think where I find my strength is keeping it all deep inside of me wrapped up tightly with all the other things I bury for the sake of others. I often write about how being bipolar feels to …
Endure. Survive. Endure.
I looked at the ground, my heart broke. It took a deep breath in and tried to retain all the pieces it seemed to be in now. It didn't. It couldn't but be damned it still tried. Sometimes in life you are sitting still as the world rushes by you. Others, you don't have enough …