The Story Of We

Poetry Of An Aspergian

We could never come back

too deep in our own misery

they pushed us away

and into each other’s arms

our own secret marriage

was more than we could’ve asked for

this world is so cold

with days chilled with the blood

of the night’s extravagance

I have another, but you’re the only

that takes the pain out of love

and leaves my soul

you’re the only that shares my spirit

in taking the ugly, the dredges

and leaving the poetry

the scars to our beautiful

we cling to our sins like breath

run our pinkies through the wafts

in the heat of winter

I can’t hold it back anymore

my ice queen, my snowflake

I feel you on my cheek

and you melt away the insecurity

I was meant to be next to you

and while I know the spring will cause you to fall

you’ll become something new

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Role Playing Games: How They Help my Depression

The Bipolar Writer Collaborative Mental Health Blog

I wanted to write about a favorite subject of mine, Role-playing video games. I started playing Shadow of War this week, and it reminded me how role-playing games were always a great coping mechanism for my depression.

I have played role-playing games since I was a young kid playing Dungeons and Dragons at school with my fellow role-playing friends. It was always a fun and amazing experience, and I still remember going to my friend’s house in middle school for a D & D weekend.

It was around my early middle school years that I first started playing role-playing video games. The earliest one I remember was Diablo and its sequel Diablo II. These were the typical slasher role-playing games but there was still some layer of strategy. Then I discovered a game called Wizardry 8, a turn-based RPG that really changed my life.

Turn base is layering your…

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