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Hello! I'm a writer from central New York who has bipolar disorder. Among other topics, I write about mental illness and writing. I have short stories published in Lynx Eye, Lost Coast Review, The Outrider Review, Sliver of Stone Magazine, The Mondegreen, The Linnet's Wings, Cobalt Review, Breath & Shadow, The Round Up, Postscripts to Darkness, Masque & Spectacle, and several other journals. I have a poem in The Poeming Pigeon, essays about mental illness in The Ram Boutique and Amygdala Literary Magazine, and an essay in Parts Unbound: Narratives of Mental Illness & Health, a book that was published by Lime Hawk Literary Arts Collective. My story "Santa Lucia" was nominated for a Pushcart Prize. I've written three novels entitled Purple Loosestrife, Hoping It Might Be So, and Dark and Bright, all of which are as yet unpublished. I'm working on a memoir about my experiences with bipolar disorder. I have a B.A. in English from SUNY Buffalo and an M.A. in English from SUNY College at Brockport. I hope you enjoy your visit to my blog!

Sunday, April 12, 2015

On Edge in the Spring

I may have mentioned in a previous post that I feel on edge, bipolar-wise, in the spring--at the beginning in the spring--and then at the beginning of the summer. There seems to be too much light, too much brightness; the days are longer, which puts me in a quandary. I usually go up to bed to read and write there at about 8 p.m. (I need a lot of sleep--nine hours is my ideal). But when it's still light out then, I feel as though I have to do something different. And yet I really like my routine (I sleep from about 9 or 10 p.m. to 5 or 6 a.m.). So it just makes things feel difficult.

A lot of people with bipolar disorder have trouble in the winter and with the coming of the early darkness and the cold and the shorter days. But not me. I get edgy and sometimes hypomanic (a lesser form of mania) or manic in the spring and summer. I have to really watch how I feel so that I don't run into trouble. I use my dialectical behavioral therapy (DBT) skills to keep myself as balanced as possible.

Don't misunderstand me--I love spring and summer just as much as I love fall and winter. I just have a harder time navigating them.

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