This is my cat on the stairs. She is a black cat with yellow eyes and the sun happened to be hitting here. We had

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

Cross stitch. I have not told my mom about my mental illness and that is really hard. However, she is not really into that because

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

The unseen story is the new start to my life. This campus is where I reinvented and began to love myself finally. Fargo is home

An unfortunate side effect of my medication I know I have are dreams. I never had dreams before. Never in my childhood. I don’t like

This is a moving Leaf & Tree. I shake when my anxiety gets really bad.  I can try to stop but it doesn’t work. Now,

This is an empty classroom. When I’m having a bad day it can feel like I’m sitting in a room full of my classmates and

What I’m most proud of is my Degrees. My health may be disintegrating around me but my education can never be taken away from me.

Since starting recovery, I finally allow myself to find peace in a lot of things. I want serenity and finding that isn’t always easy. Sat