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Category: BiPOLAR

I’m going to start this page on my blog because bipolar has been very prevalent and pervasive in my life from my early teens and by starting to write down with total honesty my experiences, my thoughts, my feelings and most of all what goes on in my mind each week it is going to be greatly beneficial to me. I have found writing down my thoughts really helps me so I am hoping therefore it could also help somebody else, or at least raise awareness to the life changing implications bipolar can have on a person in their day to day life.


JOURNAL : SATURDAY 26th JANUARY

SATURDAY 26th JANUARY MOOD: minus 3 5.35am was the time I woke this morning to have my blood pressure taken, swiftly followed by me falling straight back to sleep. 6.45am….


JOURNAL : FRIDAY 25TH JANUARY

FRIDAY 25th JANUARY MOOD: minus 4 5.55am  I woke to the sound of wheels clanking across the floor transporting me to the basement where a certain Freddy Kruger lurks sliding…


JOURNAL : THURSDAY 24th JANUARY

THURSDAY 24th JANUARY MOOD: minus 4 6am. A wake up call to have my blood pressure checked followed by me falling directly back to dreamland after a heavily disturbed nights…


JOURNAL : WEDNESDAY 23rd JANUARY

“Firstly, I have had concerned people who are under the impression that I am still in hospital on the psychiatric ward. I would like to make it clear that I…


JOURNAL : TUESDAY 22nd JANUARY

TUESDAY 22nd JANUARY MOOD: minus 4  5.30am. I was awoken to my name being shouted to have my blood pressure taken after which I fell back to dreamland once more…


JOURNAL : MONDAY 21st JANUARY

MONDAY 21st JANUARY MOOD: minus 4 I was woken this morning at 5.30am to have my blood pressure taken then I drifted off back to sleep until 6.45am ready for…


JOURNAL : SUNDAY 20th JANUARY

MOOD: minus 4 I woke up this morning at 6am to have my blood pressure read (along with all the other patients) proceeded by me staying awake until 7am, breakfast…


My Bipolar Journal Entry-1

“NOW I AM BECOME DEATH,THE DESTROYER OF WORLDS”. These words were the other Paul’s battle cry as he took control of my soul.


My Bipolar February 2018

I don’t have to see ‘The Other Paul’, I can feel him stood on the other side of the door, I know he is there with intent in his soul, patiently waiting with arms folded for my weaknesses to become evident….


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