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Christie F.

Welcome to my blog. I have been journal writing for years. I took a course in Creative writing and found I enjoy writing short stories and poetry. I write more when I am hypomanic or manic.
I went into Rehab for Alcohol Addictions and have been sober for fourteen years.
Shortly after I quit drinking I was diagnosed with Bipolar 2, I have since been diagnosed with Bipolar 1.
I enjoy talking about my story, for people to learn or relate. I try and have a healthy lifestyle and try to use my coping strategies. Life is just too boring without Bipolar, it is a blessing but yet sometimes a curse.
I am currently working on a book and dream of publishing one day.
I am so excited to have found Wordpress.
This is my new adventure.

A Gift For Me Too

Take it or leave it Is how I see it. Filled with despair Something funky in the air You turn your back When everything goes black When I need you most All you do is boast I have talents too you see I really love being me And our world […]

Update: April 9th, 2022

It has been a very difficult week for me. On April Fool’s Day, I got a call from the dr who arranged the biopsy on my lingual lymph node which is enlarged.  “I have referred you to the Cancer Clinic,” says the doctor. It is very strange because all I […]

March 28, 2022-What If

What would you do if you were told you had 6 months to live?  It’s the question I am asking myself after going through several tests due to “my lump”. Back in January, I noticed I had a lump; I kind of understand it is there to help fight infection. […]

My View On Foot

Saturday, January 29th, 2022 Ottawa, Ontario  Canada We are all over the world right now. The hot topic is in Canada. (We made it the front page of BBC newspaper. (Yet, I realize there are actually critical situations around the world.) I can’t even fathom getting into politics or taking […]

Without A Trace

I bow my head as twines of onyx hides my ruby faceAll I feel is dread A knot of thoughts swirling through my mindI can’t stand being this kind I am unable to breathe I can not let goThe angels I know Are at war. His eyes bore down on […]

In-Between 2021-2022

This is the first Christmas I am not too loopy. Every year I tell my shrink I go “crazy” around Christmas time. This year she upped my meds before things got too hairy. I have stopped loving Christmas as I got caught in the rat race, of let’s show the […]

Wallow-In-Self-Pity

“From Longman Dictionary of Contemporary Englishwallow in self-pity/despair/defeat wallow in self-pity/despair/defeat etc to seem to enjoy being sad etc, especially because you get sympathy from other people – used to show disapproval He’d been feeling sorry for himself, wallowing in self-pity.”(1) AKA Hero to Zero as Neil puts it. Ok, […]

Chin Up Buttercup

December 2, 2021- starting this at 12:15 am. I sense an all-nighter but if I write everything I want to, then I will be able to go to bed. I am doing good. I really want to try and focus on positive stuff, look for signs of goodness rather than […]