I was not a science major but I have read a lot on my own, and one of my heroes of rationalism is Carl Sagan. He wrote a book called Demon-haunted World: Science as a Candle in the Dark. I love the book but I wonder why Sagan did not use a more powerful metaphor. […]
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“You are not even trying to feel better.\” “I have bipolar disorder. It is not about trying\” “Yeah, but you take medication for it now. Just explain to yourself. Tell yourself why your feelings are irrational and they\’ll go away.\” Irrational. The word stings. I like to think I am rational. I even included the
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For someone with bipolar disorder, I have apparently been way out of the loop in terms of knowing about all of the intense controversies raging within the bipolar community. However, my recent post “My Bipolar Event in High School” met with an overwhelmingly supportive response from most who read it. But there was a problem.
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Note: In writing about my bipolar disorder, I have always focused lopsidedly on the depression; it was easier that way. But I am inspired by bipolar bloggers like Dyane Harwood, who have more fully shared their fascinating stories. I decided it was time to share mine. Here it is. Changing from a religiously restrictive private school
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It has been about a year since I published my e-book A Trail of Crumbs to Creative Freedom. Though I consider myself primarily a fiction writer, its content was important to me. It was a record of my transition from depression and block to recovering creatively, which led to finishing my newest fantasy novel, The
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Since early childhood, I wanted to be a writer. I wrote exuberant stories about vampires, hidden treasure, and animals. Over the years, teachers, friends, and relatives read my stories, smiled, and encouraged me. They told me I wrote well, and so I should write more. By adolescence, writing was not just something I wanted to
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