I am turning 41 this month. I stopped celebrating birthdays after my breakdown 2 1/2 years ago. I lost a life that I loved.....friends.....home..... career. I am still struggling to find my way in this new land that is not mine. I never owned it - this ground beneath my feet. Not even growing up here as a child. I found my home in Poulsbo, WA (west of Seattle)13 years ago. It was only when living there did I truly come alive. The only thing Michigan offers me is the geographical location of my biological family.
I am turning 41 this month. I stopped celebrating birthdays after my breakdown 2 1/2 years ago. I lost a life that I loved.....friends.....home..... career. I am still struggling to find my way in this new land that is not mine. I never owned it - this ground beneath my feet. Not even growing up here as a child. I found my home in Poulsbo, WA (west of Seattle)13 years ago. It was only when living there did I truly come alive. The only thing Michigan offers me is the geographical location of my biological
Therein lies the rub. My life has been divided (quite ruthlessly) into two parts. Before the breakdown and after the breakdown. Before the breakdown I was an Artist, a Gallery Director, a Yoga Teacher, and a Certified Hypnotherapist. I owned my own home, my own business, and my own spirit. I practiced martial arts, walked every day, went hiking as much as possible, and went to the gym five days a week. I was in the best physical and spiritual shape of my life. Unfortunately, the chemistry in my brain decided that my mental health might NOT be in the "best shape of my life". The medication that I am on does, thankfully, keep me stable. However, it keeps my emotions extremely flat; leaving me little of my desires and emotions that I have enjoyed in the past. I no longer draw or paint. No photography. No more avid reading of spiritual literature. No more thrilling theological discussions. No more long walks on the beach to watch the sunset. No more laughing with such force as to draw tears from my eyes. No more companionship with members of the opposite sex. NO MORE.
Therein lies the rub. My life has been divided (quite ruthlessly) into two parts. Before the breakdown
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Just stopping by to give you a great big HUGGGGG! Elaine
My own poetry book is THE TRUTH IN RENTED ROOMS available from Amazon.com
I have my own publishing company, Goldfish Press. I published several books by other authors.
Thanks about Wordclay. I am in an MFA program doing poetry writing. Might do memoir writing there as well.
What do you do as a hypnotist? Can you hypnotize someone over the phone? Curious in Seattle,
I was diagnosed as bipolar about 2 1/2 years ago. I had a severe manic episode that ended in a suicide attempt. I don't remember the attempt or the events that surrounded it. I was terrified. As a result, I relocated from Seattle to Michigan to be with family. With family support, both financially and emotionally, I have been able to endure a tumultuous healing journey. For the past year I have been extremely stable, but still suffer bouts of depression and an overall emotional flatness.
