It’s that Time of Year
This is the time of year that we become reflective and think about all the reasons why we have become thankful.
I know I do it. I see it all over the Internet on Facebook and Twitter. People posting why they are thankful. The Internet by-ways are practically flooded and clogged with people cramming in a couple of day’s worth of “I’m thankful….” That they think will cover them the rest of the year.
What have they been doing the rest of the year?
Chase the thoughts
And shutdown my racing mind.
Counting the flock just doesn’t stop
Those endless thoughts of mine.
Enter baa baa black sheep
In a small prescription form.
He comes in twos, but I make him four
When I crack him always in half,
Or grind him up in sleepy time tea
A dash of milk and local honey.
Don’t just do something, sit there
Several weeks ago I saw my psychiatrist and admitted that I had been indulging in activities that I knew were bad for me, because they supported or nurtured my hypomania. My psychiatrist reminded me that I was playing with fire (since for my, hypomania can be a gateway to dysphoric mania, which is risky as well as awful) and that he was not about to prescribe me more or different medication when there were things I could do to help myself.
Thoughts from One to Another
By: Kristian McElroy
Sometimes when I walk the world I wish you knew me.
I also wish I knew me too.
Only memories plague my mind.
But, the memories don’t tell me who I am or whether I ever knew who I was.
It’s just blank.
I am more than I see.
I am stronger than I think.
I am more knowledgeable and wise than I am aware of.
Relapse…can we really choose the path with which it takes?
By: Kristian McElroy: firstname.lastname@example.org
Removing the Shrapnel
"Don't you dare, for one second, surround yourself with people who are not aware of the greatness that you are."
- Jo Blackwell-Preston
I knew there was a problem when this quote made me cry.
How Journaling Changed Bipolar Disorder for Me
You Can’t Lose!
My name is Carley. I’m very excited to be part of the International Bipolar Foundation blogging team. First, let me tell you a little bit about myself and my story.
Hey Batter, Batter … Swing!
"No one knows about a swing better than someone who has Bipolar Disorder.
Mood swings are the major part of my life. I’m either on my way up. Up. On my way down. Down. Or I’m “stable” waiting and not knowing if my next swing will be up or down.
I’ve experienced some incredible highs. I’ve gone days without sleep. I’ve written novels and stories in a stream of consciousness that is like spewing forth with no stopgap. No throttle."