I shot this photo from a place of depression, and it resonates with those feelings. All of those birds arranged up there, stuck with no space between them, yet infinite space around them. Perched, just moment from potential flight and freedom, but not quite there. To submit your photos to the Broken Light Collective, see submissions or click... Continue Reading →
I have problems with severe anxiety and panic attacks. They can prevent me from doing basic things like going out. In an attempt to keep moving forward, at times I try to take walks around my neighborhood with my camera. Sometimes it is easier at night when the darkness has descended. These were from an... Continue Reading →
Photo taken by Thirdeyemom, a survivor of severe postpartum depression. She used travel, writing, and photography, in addition to professional help, to fight her way out of the darkness. See more of her inspiring story here. About this photo: Last November, my dad and I celebrated our milestone birthdays by hiking the Annapurna Trek in Nepal. We... Continue Reading →
Photo taken by Abby from the Bay Area of California, who was recently diagnosed with Bipolar II. More about her here. About this photo: This bird was kind enough to let me get close enough to ponder before taking to the air. The juxtaposition of the chain-link fence with the bird taking flight implies a seemingly contradictory... Continue Reading →
I have a form of bipolar that is pretty indescribable, which is why they call it NOS, Not Otherwise Specified. It's a fragile place to live. About this photo: I'm not sure why, but this drinking glass shattered spontaneously in my husband's hand when he removed it from the cabinet the other night. It was sudden,... Continue Reading →
There is something different about looking at the world from above. A distance that is all too familiar when you live with severe depression, anxiety, or bipolar; or all of the above. Everyone else is part of a nameless, faceless world that is moving on beneath you, without even a glance. I shot almost exclusively... Continue Reading →
Photo taken by Giuliano Saade, from São Paulo, Brasil, who has suffered from severe anxiety and panic attacks. More about him here. I was in the office waiting for some documents and there was a big rain. The place got really empty because of it and this guy was looking at the street with such tired... Continue Reading →
Photo taken by Thirdeyemom: Eight years ago after the birth of my first child Max I knew something was terribly wrong. Not with my newborn son. He was healthy and as beautiful as can be. Instead, something was wrong with me. I began to suffer terrible insomnia, constant anxiety and worry and loss of appetite.... Continue Reading →
Sometimes, many times, I'm present, but I feel like I'm a world apart. Like I am looking at the world through foggy gray glasses of depression. Like life around me is really just a movie on celluloid playing out before me. Seeking photo submissions for the Broken Light Collective. Please submit today.
I suffer from severe depression and have been extremely agoraphobic for over a year now, so I am in my home almost all of the time. Somehow spring arrived early unbeknownst to me. Yesterday, after much urging by my husband and the people on the TV, I went outside. It was only for about three... Continue Reading →
Photo taken by Alice. I'm a woman in my late forties, who has worked constantly since I was 18. I have a young son and a dog, and we live near a castle in England. I have a recent diagnosis of "cyclothymia" - supposedly a "mild" form of Bipolar Disorder - but this is only the latest (and... Continue Reading →
The city can be a big and scary place, but it can also be a beautiful one, especially when viewed from a distance. Bipolar disorder can be the same way; a huge overwhelmingly scary, totally unpredictable, but sometimes beautiful seeming mess. To submit your photos to the Broken Light Collective, see submissions or click follow.
Photo taken by Giuliano Saade: I have had anxiety and panic attacks for the last 8 years of my life and I manage it by trying to live one day at a time (medication helps of course). I'm 42 and I live in São Paulo, Brasil. I work as a film director in advertising and I... Continue Reading →
Photo taken by DeeDee, a bipolar sufferer. Not pensive, but mischievous, somewhat surreal, and much larger than life. I think of Harvey. Is it really there? The film records only truth, so the giant rabbit cannot be a hallucination. This time, anyway. The Thinker on a Rock is in the Sculpture Garden of the National Gallery of Art in... Continue Reading →