Picturing Bipolar: In The Arms Of Morpheus

Picturing Bipolar: In The Arms Of Morpheus

These days I find it really painful to keep my eyes open. I can sit in a conversation and have my mind drift off to a non-Rapid Eye Movement stage, with the occasional abrupt jerk and not remembering a thing of what was just said. My appearance is frighteningly Continue reading “Picturing Bipolar: In The Arms Of Morpheus”

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Peculiar Paradise: Religion And Bipolar

Peculiar Paradise: Religion And Bipolar

There’s nothing more powerful and intoxicating than the mystical experience of religion. From the stadiums that are packed like sardines to the houses of god where worshipers cling to their beliefs in a supreme being; people believe that they were chosen for a particular purpose — none so other than people who are bipolar Continue reading “Peculiar Paradise: Religion And Bipolar”