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Joshua Feinberg
Bio
I'm channeling my bipolar disorder to shine a big, fat spotlight on mental illness, all while lobbing in a hefty dose of self-improvement and comedy. Think of it as therapy with a laugh track.
Stories (7/0)
Silence Is Not Golden: Finding the Courage to Speak Up
Now, let’s get one thing straight – speaking your mind isn’t about standing on a soapbox in the middle of Times Square, proclaiming your love for pineapple pizza (which is the most divisive topic since the invention of the internet). It’s about letting your true self shine, quirks and all, in everyday interactions.
By Joshua Feinbergabout a month ago in Motivation
Finding Balance in the Chaos of Bipolar Disorder . AI-Generated.
In the summer of 2013, I found myself standing on the edge of a brink, both literally and figuratively. Life post-bipolar breakdown had become a series of daunting challenges, and the contemplation of suicide was a shadow that loomed large over every moment. But let me take you back to where it all began.
By Joshua Feinbergabout a month ago in Psyche
Is There a Right Way to Be Wrong?
Let’s talk about constructive criticism. It's like going for a nice swim in a peaceful lake, and suddenly realizing you're in the middle of the ocean with a school of critical sharks circling around you. They’re not here to eat you, mind you—they’re just offering helpful suggestions on how to swim better. “Hey, maybe try using your left fin a little more!” they shout. “Your form could use some work!” Oh, thanks, sharks. Really helpful.
By Joshua Feinbergabout a month ago in Psyche
How Society’s Wrong Views on Bipolar Affect the Afflicted
You know, there’s a rather interesting thing that happens when society starts whispering and those whispers turn into conversations about what’s normal and what’s not. If you’re like me and you have bipolar disorder, you might start believing some of those whispers yourself. It’s called self-stigma, and it’s created by absorbing all the misinformation that people with bipolar are dangerous or somehow deeply disturbed. There have been days when I’ve said to myself, “Maybe they’re right about me.”
By Joshua Feinbergabout a month ago in Psyche
Why Slow is the New Fast
Ever noticed how everyone is always in a rush? There’s this guy at my coffee shop who orders an espresso and then stares down the barista as if his glare can speed up the brewing process. And I’m over here thinking, “Buddy, if you can make water boil faster with your mind, Harvard wants to talk to you.” The truth is, we live in a world that worships the quick fix: instant noodles, one-click shopping, swipe right for love — or at least a mediocre date by Tuesday. It’s all quick, quick, quick. But here’s a wild idea: What if taking your time is actually… good?
By Joshua Feinbergabout a month ago in Psyche
How I Fell In Love With Embarrassment
Let's get this straight: there's a certain charm to stumbling through life like a cat in socks on a wax floor. Yes, you heard that correctly. My love affair with making a total mess of myself began oddly when I realized how hilarious my own misfortunes could be. I mean, who knew? Now, if you're scratching your head, wondering how to find glory in mishaps, then let me take you into my world of wonderful whoopsies. Imagine the awkwardness combined with the charisma of a weird uncle at a wedding.
By Joshua Feinberg2 months ago in Psyche
Every Mile a New Beginning. AI-Generated.
In the realms of my youth, strewn across the rugged landscapes of junior high and high school corridors, I waddled more than I walked, burdened not just by burgeoning weight but by the invisible, heavier load of adolescent ridicule. For most, these years are the runway to life’s grand takeoff; for me, they were an obstacle course I navigated with the grace of a trundling wheelbarrow. The epithet ‘fat kid’ clung to me with the same relentless tenacity as my fingers to greased potato chip bags. My reflection was an unkind companion, echoing every snide nudge and whisper that breezed past me in those echoing halls.
By Joshua Feinberg2 months ago in Motivation