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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.

Real

Real The skies are black I just want us back I love you so much I just want your touch. When I’m not the source of your happiness All I see is darkness How do you think I feel. This is not part of our deal. We need to get […]

The Change

So, my posts have been a bit negative, I certainly was having a hard time, as was my fiance.  I had been dealing with mania that worsened with time and failing to realize that my doctor increased my med I stayed on the lower dose. That didn’t work in the […]

Empty

I am sitting here, house to myself and I am blank.  The meds worked. It took quite a bit of time. But ya, they worked.  I am kind of in a bit of a fog. I still don’t realize that I was sick, though I had my fiancee point it […]

When Darkness Falls Upon Me

When the darkness falls upon me And the sounds and thoughts are intrusive  He will guide me through you will see. I need you to be true and set me free Please don’t turn your back from my madness When darkness falls upon me He brought me to his castle […]

The Brakes Are On

Thursday Friday happy days….. Um perhaps not. Thursday I did finally see my doctor.  I was pretty anxious about this apt because my family Doctor called and everyone was suggesting hospitalization,  Which I started realizing ya maybe. A few months back I was doing a pill form chemotherapy for my […]

Naughty Naughty

Secret treats My heart skips a beat Not really alone I’m stuck on my phone Liberating and exciting I find myself writing Maybe a bit exhilarating I am still debating I find my place I need my space  I find my night I will be out of sight When he […]

The Attic

The Attic Julie and Dana sat on the porch steps on the hottest day of the year in their bathing suits while tiny beads of sweat were forming on their foreheads. “Do you think our parents have secrets?” Asked Dana.  They had just returned from swimming at Julies’s house and […]

Update

In case anyone is wondering. I am doing ok, I crashed a few days ago, badly. Bad thoughts, fears, scared myself with my thoughts. I am in the process of maybe getting admitted to help balance me off. I say its a reset, where I get the meds in me […]

Helping Hand

Housing a homeless teen Well, a bit about me, I have two “children” one who is 21 and one that is 16. I used to work in psychiatry for teens back in the day until I got too sick to do it.  That was 10 years ago. My bipolar became […]

The Dance-a poem

Do you dare dance with me? Shall I take your hand? To a faraway land? Luxurious temptation Like a soft velvet against my skin Smoothly follow my lead I will guide you through Come take a chance And join me in my dance. Quietly it moves us Whispering secrets and […]