They say the world is your oyster. If that’s true, I am tap dancing on the half shell and not well. There hasn’t been a time where I haven’t been sliding and awkwardly gyrating around like I’m strapped a bunk wheeled cart on ice willing myself not to careen into the abyss. These are also the same people that say those of us living with Bipolar Disorder are manic depressives. Oh! Bless the Saints! Is that all? I’m depressed in my mania or is that manic in my depression? I am screwed! There has to be some sort of demon beseeching me to be and do so much more. Expand my horizons. Act Globally. Etc. Could it be I am an overachiever? Let’s take a look building blocks of my universe. No skip that. This isn’t that kind of blog. At least, not yet. Let me summarize a little. Nope. Can’t. But what I can do is give you some numbers. According to the Mayo Clinic, there’s fourteen different mood symptoms, eleven behavioral, six cognitive, four psychological, two sleep (neither is normal, restful, or sound), two whole body (neither is pleasing), and guess what? Weight and speech also have two symptoms and… ding! ding! ding! also a suckfest. Everyone who lives with Bipolar experiences all of them differently. This blog is about what I deal with on a daily basis and how my sidekick, Lovie Doll deals with me. You know what they say, an Emotional Support dog is just a pet, they aren’t working dogs. Yep, I found her on the street corner begging for biscuits because she was unemployable. In all sincerity, I need her. She helps me incorporate multiple therapies. They say that medications aren’t a cure-all. True, but no one wants to see me without medication.
“One in four people, like me, have a mental health problem. Many more people have a problem with that.” – Stephen Fry