A picture of my alarm clock on my bed—One of the important things with me with my bipolar is just my sleep…Sleep is one of

This is the view from my room. I spend a lot of my time looking out this window. One of my favorite things to do

Picture kind of got cut off. This wheelchair represents my depression, anxiety, and my embarrassment. The image of what needs to change in my life.

Using alcohol as a coping strategy or taking medication in the morning so that I can’t drink alcohol in the evening. I know I need

All the medications that I am taking or I take. Bascially I am trying to become more organized with all the meds that I’m on.

No wonder my life is so confused because when your doctor shows you and maps [a model of your brain when it’s anxious]. It is

This is my freshman dorm. This was where my depression and anxiety got really bad and where I definitely had a lot of low episodes.

Ballerina doll. My daughter, which is another stressor. I wish I could go back to a few years ago when she was doing her dance

Fargo from the Air, ‘Hell from Above’. This one is a picture from the plane where they are getting ready to land.  Most of which

I saw that sign and thought it was kind of me.  I always seem to take the wrong path, like the right lane is closed