Depression, Poetry

Escaping a Black Hole

A Mental Health Limerick   My pillow caresses my face, comforter and body embrace. Snug solace for my soul from depression’s black hole when life and I need our own space.   Copyright © 2018 Alicia T-Rust. All rights reserved.

Bipolar, Depression, Personal History

Bipolar Confessions from a Wife, Mother, and Friend.

I struggle with type 2 bipolar disorder. Bipolar has transformed my life into a monumental challenge, and I feel guilty when it affects my family and friends. Fatigue Smiling, interacting, being part of the family unit or social circle… all can be exhausting. Between my medications and pushing through the day, I sometimes slip into… Read More Bipolar Confessions from a Wife, Mother, and Friend.