This time around, a few bits. A poem I just wrote with my left hand: The last time I saw you, was simply that: the last time. I am still recovering from a medicine induced rapid cycling manic and psychotic epidsode that lasted five days during the week before Christmas. There was also a triggering …
2020: The Year of Me
A moment: December 2019 over five days: mania, psychosis, delusions of grandeur and paranoia. Breathe. Yes it happened to me. (Sunflowers in a Mason Jar, Karen Tarlton) It was a call to action around taking care of myself. It *is* that call, still. So here we are: Friday January 3rd, 2020, holding space for the …
The Rambling Method: 