Bipolar Slump

I know I haven’t been on here in a while and I apologize to all of ya’ll that actually follow my crazy crap. I’ve had a rough little while, had a bad hit while I was already in a downswing, so I’m feeling worse that I have in a very long time. I am crafting until my fingers bleed just to get my mind off of things. I finished a scarf, and started two more. Scarves are easy, I don’t have to think about them while I’m making them.


I had been working on this one since New Years. It’s the first thing I ever knit, and I just went and went until I ran out of yarn. It turned out pretty good.


Mom got me some fancy hard-to-work-with yarn. So I decided to knit a scarf. I have pulled this darn thing out twice to get the right size, but I think I’m finally happy with it.



I hope I have enough yarn to finish this one. The pattern is one of my own design, and I rather like it. I’ve got four 4 balls of this yarn, and I hope it’s enough to finish this thing!

Thanks to everyone who watches my posts and comments. It always makes me feel better to get an encouraging thought when I’m feeling horrible.



I haven’t posted anything crafty in a while. So here’s a few nifty patterns.


Find the pattern HERE


This would make such a pretty bracelet. Find the pattern HEREĀ 

Thought for the Day 1st Edition

The emotion of today is tired.

I’ve been trying to come down off of soda over the last week, slowly. And it has caused my energy to drop something awful. I woke up this morning about 10:30. Went downstairs to watch TV with dad, got under a blanket, and boom it was 2 pm! I think the lack of caffeine is causing my night meds to knock me out worse than usual. I have had a hard time shaking them this week.

What am I working on right now?


Almost done with this pretty blanket. It needs one more row and more brown and pink squares. But I don’t have much left on it! I love making baby blankets. My blanket was so important to me as a child growing up, and it still is. I would love to make something for someone that chases their fears away like mine did.

Thought of the day? Dog fur sticks to anything. Velour pants are like dog fur velcro.

Bipolar Bear

Hello, and welcome to the BipolarCoaster. Please keep your tray tables in their upright positions, your feet inside the car, and hang on for the ride.

I hate the word “crazy”. It gets used way too much, way too often, and to describe things that are actually not crazy. I am determined to reclaim this word because I *am* crazy. I don’t act crazy, look crazy, talk crazy. I *am* crazy. It is part of my physical make up. Part of my brain. My whole world is driven by “crazy”.

I wake up every morning, and even though my meds are pretty much stable, I don’t know which way the pendulum is going to swing. Will I be happy today? Bored? Tired? Hyper? Angry? Who knows. But I’m sure I’ll find out. And with this blog, you will too.

I spent most of my live undiagnosed but having a sneaking suspicion of what I was. I grew up much like a hedgehog. Cute, and loveable…but dangerous to everyone around me. Just call me Prickles.

This is the story of a girl who, despite all odds, has survived. Welcome to the insanity that I call my life.

I am an artist, like so many of us are – a crafter, a photographer, an inner child on a rampage. Not only will I share what it’s like to be in my head, but patterns, crafts, photographs…whatever saved my soul that day. I hope you all enjoy.