A Limber Heart

Photo taken by Abby. I live in the Bay Area of California and am currently working through the birth of a beast, called Bipolar II. I am still learning about what it means to me to have a mental illness that has a name, but remains fairly hidden in my daily life. I am happiest when I... Continue Reading →

Bitter Cold

Warmth and cold. Soft and hard. Light and dark. Life and death. Bipolar and me. Seeking submissions for the Broken Light Collective. Please send photos today.

A Beautiful Movement

Photo submitted by Caitlin Boyle. She is the founder of the amazing movement Operation Beautiful. If you have ever seen an inspiring post-it note in a public place, then you have witnessed it in action. Similar to the Broken Light Collective, Operation Beautiful strives to help people to feel more confident about themselves, and know that they are... Continue Reading →

Beneath the Surface

Photo by TMS Therapy Mama: I'm a long time mood disorder sufferer trying to find the way to recovery. Photography and my daughter are my passions. About this photo: Beneath the surface, body and mind can feel light as air, without sound or worry, like a child; or it can feel heavy as a cloak, mere... Continue Reading →

Piling Up

Photo taken by DeeDee: My world is filtered through the lens of bipolar disorder. Most of my photography uses vintage and lo-fi cameras to capture the way my reality feels in the moment. I am overflowing with emotion, yet swallowing it back somehow makes me feel hollow. The detritus of mental illness piles up when I don't... Continue Reading →

Window Pain

Photo taken by: -MarkAnthony- Even in the darkest hours looking outside hurts. To submit your photos and join the collective, see submissions or click follow below.

Inside Outside

I'm not a religious person, but sometimes believing in something bigger has helped me through very dark times. Family deaths, deep depressions, uncontrollable mood spirals. I very much do believe in the transformative powers of religion and faith, however, this past year it has eluded me. Barbed wire has felt closer to a religion than... Continue Reading →

My Light and Hope

Photo by nuttymom-me: Recently I have come to a crossroads in my life, I am 37 years old and have put off taking care of my mental health for years. A month ago I had a breakdown and spent several days in the hospital. I was diagnosed with Severe Depression, Anxiety and OCD. I have... Continue Reading →

Half Solid

Photo taken by Meredith. I shoot photographs as a way of focusing on the external world as I work with my anxiety. For many years, the world seemed like a ruthless place to negotiate. Having a camera gives me something to focus with on days when leaving my space seems too overwhelming.  This photo really expresses... Continue Reading →

Contrast

When I am depressed, hurting, or in pain, I often want to just fly away. I look out the window and dream of flapping my wings and going to another place, literally and figuratively. This photo is dark, but can be light and hopeful depending how you look at it. Sometimes it is both to me... Continue Reading →

Garden of Serenity

Photo by Carespin: I am a 27 year old research assistant in the field of Nutritional Sciences in the state of New Jersey. I do not have a diagnosed mental health illness but was with someone for many years who I did not find out had severe chronic depression until after we parted. The emotional scars... Continue Reading →

Don’t Turn Around

Photo taken by D.C. This photo was taken with a Holga lomo 35mm camera, so I really didn't know what to expect until I got the roll developed. For some reason, this one spoke to me. I think perhaps because it could mean different things to different people, or even the same person on different... Continue Reading →

Inspiration

Living with a mood disorder is a hard job. Being a mom with a mood disorder is harder than any job I've ever had. I am infinitely thankful, but totally amazed, that somehow I ended up creating one of the happiest babies I've ever seen; one who smiles, sings, and dances all of the time. I... Continue Reading →

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