I love the night

I love the night because it is still. Still with the calm awareness that there is an incessant hum of the universe. Yet alive with the life that awakens with the night. Unrealized dreams run rampant. Lost souls yearn to awaken. Egos fall to the ground as the mind softens with the falling sun; theContinue reading “I love the night”

a trip down memory lane.

(That photo, above, is right after my first psychotic breakdown, 2016; and right before I lost myself in an eating disorder that plagued my mind, 2017.) My name is Bri W. and I’m a life-aholic. And by that, what I mean is, I have tried to squeeze every ounce of life out of my 28.5Continue reading “a trip down memory lane.”

7+/10 day yesterday at Sprouts

My therapist told me the other week that I should start grading my moods, to make sure I’m not getting manic. I thought that was a ridiculous idea at the time, but I’m liking the idea of sharing here. I had a pretty good day yesterday. I took two friends to church who I cannotContinue reading “7+/10 day yesterday at Sprouts”