Bipolar Disorder Support Group
Bipolar disorder is not just a single disorder, but a category of mood disorders marked by periods of abnormally high energy and euphoria, often accompanied by bouts of clinical depression. This is the place to talk about your experience with bipolar disorder, learn from others' experiences, and find support.
We are back on the air tonight at 9pm Central Standard Time in the USA at www.blogtalkradio.com/bpradio. Tonight we are talikng about relationships, and the chat room will be open 5 minutes prior to show time. When you join us you will automatically be in the chat room and can start chatting away. I hope you guys will join us.
If you read this please bump it (and then return every now and again to bump it if you don't mind).
I love you guys.
If you read this please bump it (and then return every now and again to bump it if you don't mind).
I love you guys.
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theatre and I are there already. I'm having a very berry tea with crackers, cheese and cherry tomatoes and she's having a joint with some beer and we're both on really comfy recliners on thick pile carpet. we need some help with the decor if anyone is around??
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I'm trying to exercise daily. I was doing fairly well until I sprained my ankle 2 weeks ago but now I'm getting back on the horse. Today I walked over a mile with my arm weights that are about 22lbs total. I was out of shape and it was hard on my arms. I also did my 30 situps. I'm also going to drink a lot of water and try to eat healthy. I do tend to have a sweet tooth but I'm cutting...
any takers? you can download my photo and put "Chug groupie" LOL
Not for sure if this is radio material nor if I will be around during the broadcast. I met my partner when he was a mere 18. We had our ups and downs. He turned 21 and I find out that he was a cutter. One night he had borrowed my car and failed to pick me up from work. When I walked into the apartment, he told me not to turn on the lights. The only light was from the TV. I knew something was wrong by the tone in his voice. He told me what he was planning on doing. I asked him to wait, I would do it as well, watch one more movie together. During the movie, I talked as much as I could. He disappeared. I waited a while and went to look for him. I saw him lying in a tub full of blood. I rubbed his head and felt a moan. I grabbed the knife and called 911. I was in such a panic that when the police arrived first, I was still holding the bloody knife. Needless to say, guns were drawn, and I was ordered to drop the knife. The paramedics arrived and pronounced him dead. They said that if I had been 90 seconds earlier, he might have survived. I spent what felt like hours answering the police questions. Then, I had the dubious honor of notifying his family. His family didn't even allow me at visitation nor his funeral. To this day I feel responsible. I feel that if I had acted sooner that he would still be around. Besides being bipolar, the two times I attempted suicide were because I had promised him that he did that I would shortly follow. "90 second sooner" will forever be drilled in my mind.