Insomnia and hypomania tag-teamed my life in the worst way — ten days of almost no sleep, racing thoughts, and the kind of despair that makes tomorrow feel impossible. This is what it looked like, and how I pulled myself back before the spiral took me out.

After my sixth Ketamine treatment, something unexpected shifted — not just my depression, but the explosive rage episodes tied to bipolar disorder. This is the small but meaningful relief I didn’t see coming.

Ketamine Round 4 cracked me open in ways I didn’t expect — a longer lift from bipolar depression, a deeper emotional unraveling, and a reminder of how quickly sleep deprivation can push me toward the edge. This is what the k-hole really looks like when you’re fighting to stay alive.

A mental health diagnosis can feel like a punch to your self-esteem, but it doesn’t define your worth. Here’s how I learned to separate my identity from bipolar, ADHD, and depression — and the practical tools that help me move forward with grit, clarity, and compassion.

A raw, honest look at how exercise fits into the reality of depression. Running isn’t a cure, but sometimes it cuts through the mental chaos long enough to feel a moment of peace.

A raw look into the mental fight behind insomnia, loneliness, and feeling misunderstood. This post explores the nightly war nobody sees — and the quiet hope that one day, things will finally shift.

A raw, stripped-down reflection on emotional numbness and the quiet exhaustion of feeling nothing. This piece explores what it means to be hollow, disconnected, and drained — when life feels blank and the heart struggles to care.

A raw, unfiltered dive into the questions we ask when we feel lost, misunderstood, and unsure of who we are becoming. This piece captures the confusion, pain, and quiet hope buried inside the simple question: why?