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.
I know you were always you. But before BP came and full on beat the $h*t out of you, who were you? Were you pretty much the same? Or a completely different person?
I used to be able to do anything. You set a task, and I'd get it done and done right. I used to multi-task. I used to be extremely social. I used to be able to tell myself that I could do whatever I put my mind to, and actually believe it.
What about you? Who were you?
I used to be able to do anything. You set a task, and I'd get it done and done right. I used to multi-task. I used to be extremely social. I used to be able to tell myself that I could do whatever I put my mind to, and actually believe it.
What about you? Who were you?
I was a golden girl (professor/researcher at a med school), so I had held it together for a long time. Then after a year of a bicoastal marriage (and not sleeping much), I crashed and burned.
Now, five years out of my career, I do this and that when I can, and try to remember words that always flowed easily. Making some friends here...that's nice.
All I want now is to be normal and have a college degree, same for my son who will be a man for 40 years living in shithole studios wokring at minimum wage for the next 40 years. (BPer)
I had a life full of energy, multi tasking, the ability to match my IQ with the speed it requires, almost always happy, social, financially successful, happy mom and wife, performed piano publicly so easily, and just stayed on top of things.
My childhood was a lot like Shelly4's - so can't say if it was abuse or genetics (my father & son are beepers)...so probably the 2nd.
Now, I'm trying to be. Not mourn the past or try to get it back. I just want to be me, living in balance and finding and doing what is passionate in my life. I'm succeeding imo. I have my slips, but succeeding none the less.
Sending Blessings of healing to all here.
Good thead! I'll check back later and read all the replies.
Every once and a while people say they catch a glimpse of my former self and so do I sometimes but these times are few and far between.
Maybe one day things will be different..
Hopefully
As others were---I have not seen
As others saw---I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I lov'd, I loved alone.
Then---in my childhood---in the dawn
Of a most stormy life---was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In its autumn tint of gold---
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass'd me flying by---
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
Alone, by E. A. Poe
I accept this illness, I don't expect to ever be who I once was. But I'm going to try my damnedest to be as close to that as possible. I refuse meds that make me too loopy or dopey. I might try them, but I ask myself "Could I take this med and work?" If the answer is NO, then onto something different. I'm aiming to be able to function again.