Living with Bipolar II and ADHD means even “simple” self-care can feel impossible. Guided breathing became my unexpected lifeline—a small win I could actually keep. This is how slowing my breath helped steady my mind, soften the lows, and even transform the way I run.

A brutal week without sleep pushed me right back to a familiar truth: sometimes survival means surrendering control and letting Lithium take the wheel. As I wait for my next ketamine treatment, I’m hanging on by a thread — honest, scared, and doing everything I can to stay alive until relief shows up.