So my name is Sophie, I suffer from bipolar disorder (type I), with hypomania and depression, sometimes mania. I have eating disorders (anorexia and mostly bulimia) and I stopped cutting myself recently (win!). If anyone wants to share their story, I'm in. This tumblr is dedicated to my thoughts as a bipolar person. I hope it helps some of you or so
me bipolar people. || Sophie.
“For me, it feels like driving from truth into a lie, from adulthood to childhoold. I watch the land of pavement and glass and metal turn into an empty field. The snow is falling softly now, and I can faintly see the city's skyline up ahead, the buildings just a shade darker than the clouds.”
"I’ll be a story in your head. That’s okay. We’re all stories in the end. Just make it a good one, eh? ‘Cause it was, you know. It was the best. The daft old man who stole a magic box and ran away. Did I ever tell you that I stole it? Well I borrowed it. I was always going to take it back."
Where the water meets the land There is shifting in the sand Like the tight that ebbs and flows Memories will come and go
All of these years When we were here Are ending But I’ll always remember
We have had the time of our lives And now the page is turned The stories we will write We have had the time of our lives And I will not forget the faces left behind It’s hard to walk away from the best of days But if it has to end, I’m glad you have been my friend In the time of our lives