Tag Archives: bipolar 1
Uniquely, Bipolar-ly, Me
Bipolar disorder. There. I said it. It’s what I have…my particular flavor of brain cooties. I have ups. I have downs. I also have a somewhat “normal” state. One thing I’ve learned over the past few years, though, is that … Continue reading
Hypomania, Wherefore Art Thou?
I’ve talked a lot about the depression, the ceaseless days and nights spent in overwhelming darkness and despair. That’s because, for me, depression has been a near constant companion over the past 13 years. I’ve broken out from time to … Continue reading
The Quiet Room (First Published 12/12/2013)
So, where was I? Back a couple of posts or so ago…? Oh, that’s right! I crashed and burned. Yep. First, a correction. This occurred at the end of Block III in the teacher ed program, not Block II. The … Continue reading
The Great Depression and Stimulus Programs (a history lesson) (Originally published December 16, 2013)
Sorry to disappoint, but this is not a history lesson about the Great Depression in terms of world history, but in terms of my own history. Me. The Great Depression of ’06. Yikes! Something just occurred to me. How long … Continue reading
No, It Isn’t (First published December 19, 2013)
No, it isn’t (Not to be Confused with “No, it’s not.”) “No, it isn’t.” “Yes, it is.” “No, it isn’t.” “Yes, it is.” “No!! It isn’t!” “Yes! It is.” Every few weeks I’d have this “discussion” with my hubby who … Continue reading
How Did I Get So Lucky? (Originally published March, 2013)
Before delving into the more wacky side of bipolar disorder/depression/generalized anxiety disorder (That’s right, forgot to tell you about the latter, didn’t I? Silly me!), let me take a moment to say how grateful I am for this, that, and … Continue reading
No, I Don’t (Originally posted March 1, 2014)
“No, I don’t.” “Yes, you do.” “No, I don’t.” “Yes, you do.” “No! I don’t!” “Yes! You do!” This was my exchange with the therapist who first diagnosed me with having bipolar disorder. You know Flo from the Progressive Insurance … Continue reading
On Life, Death, and Birthdays
Today would have been my sister’s 45th birthday. She died five years ago. We weren’t speaking at the time of her death. Was it a suicide? She’d attempted suicide before. Was it an accidental overdose? Or was it one of … Continue reading