Living with and overcoming Bipolar and Borderline Personality Disorder
This man who melts my heart, From all the others he is set apart.
This man that puts his needs last, he’s helped me forget that past.
This man with eyes of blue, has been better for me than I ever knew.
We have our days that’s for sure, for the bad days there’s no cure.
I see forever when I truly see the man he has become, it is him for me or none.
It has taken 20 years to get where we are, our lives are better by far.
This man is mine!
My granddaughter might be allergic to many things, but all she needs is almond milk and her favorite cereal to put a bounce in her step.
My flowers came back to life after much attention was given to them. They had gotten hit by the last frost. Through much vigilance It slowly but surely got its strength back.
Now we need to take us much pride in ourselves as we do our possessions. Our Vessel should be our most prized possessions.
If we put the time, energy and care into our plants they will provide us with nourishment. It is the same for our bodies, mind and soul. If we take the time to take care of our well-being it will show in many areas of our lives. Just as if we ignore our well-being it will also show. God wants us to flourish. So take care of you as you would your gardens.
You are in charge of what you view. If your life needs a change, do it! If you are getting tired of the people you run with, change it. Not happy in the church you are attending, try several new ones. You choose you view. Be like me and find a good one.
Society is like this bunch of candies. All different flavors and packaging. Some of us covered by the blessings of our God. It is up to us to preach of his love and faithfulness. So those that are weak and naked may have the opportunity to be clothed in his redemption and love.
Anaya
She is the CatBoy to my Owlette,
Unless you watch PJMasks that you won’t get.
Today she is Rainbow Dash with lightning speed.
Off to help someone in need.
Later she will be Babs,
Which is fitting cause she gabs.
She is so smart it amazes me,
Something I struggled to be.
Constantly making me smile,
With her personality and style.
She likes to be in charge, Her attitude always at large.
If I do something wrong,
She always lets me know.
A joy she truly is to watch grow. Jill L. Ware
If you aren’t someone she sees almost ever day,
With you her monster likely won’t play.
If she cares for you even the slightest bit,
Out of nowhere her monster you might get.
She tries to keep him on a short chain,
All the while inside her he’s raising Cain.
For no reason at all,
Out of her he crawls.
Like a lion you will hear his roar,
Have you seen him before?
For those that love her it is a blessing and a curse.
You’ve seen her better, seen her worse.
She is confusing to say the least,
A beauty living with her beast.
When I have extra energy from my mania I grow things, then I pressurize some for the future. We will need it one day, probably soon the way the world is. And what is left I sit out for all the people in our retirement complex.
Do your best to find constructive things to put all of your anxieties into. I know sometimes it is easier said than done. As long as you know you tried, it doesn’t even matter if you fail. Anyway you will be the only one that knows.
Believe me when I say I had no idea I was even in a manic state until my doctor made me stop smoking pot because it was causing paranoia, and put me on risperidone. It was like someone took a pair of distorted glasses off of me. And I could see clearly again.
The world looks much better through my red polka dot glasses these days. If you are reading this I hope what see through your eyes becomes more focused for you. Peace Out!
Our Roses Were Yellow 
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