Life has been to crazy to devote much time
to my thoughts.
I feel as though I'm in this constant
state of pleasing others, and I'm ready for some me time.
Anyway, I was doing some research and came
across this beautiful narrative on
living with Bipolar II Disorder. There are
very few descriptions I have heard that have accurately described how I feel.
No one knows. People have no idea what it's like.
I swear, one more person says "OMG IM
SO BIPOLAR TODAY" I'm going to commit murder.
I guess by reading and sharing this
knowledge I'm helping myself. People NEED TO KNOW how to help people with
mental disorders.
This is honestly the most beautifully
truthful and candid explanation of what it is like to live with true bipolar disorder.
Please read this, please understand, never
judge.
Here's a synopsis in the author's words:
On depression:
"And then there was the sadness. That inexplicable
melancholy that sat on my chest from time to time. I’d be fine, nothing was
wrong, and then out of nowhere, the tears would start and I couldn’t stop them.
I had no reason to be sad, I was in elementary school"
On hypomania:
"Let me
explain "hypomania" for you. Remember the first time you were ever on
a Ferris wheel? Remember when you got to the very top and kinda just sat there
for a little while, the entire world at your feet. There was euphoria,
excitement, you could see the entire world from where you were. You felt like
you could touch the sky. Your entire body was tingling with this amazing
sensation of joy and that good anxiety. You were giddy. Just fucking excited to
be alive at that moment.
Now imagine
feeling that every day for a week or a month or a few months, 24 hours a day, 7
days a week with no break. No "down". No rest. It's exhausting but it
also makes every thing you do feel like THE BIGGEST MOST AMAZING THING
YOU HAVE EVER DONE IN YOUR LIFE!"
This isn't always the case with everyone. Some people rapid cycle, like me. I feel these things within the span of a day, constantly flipping back and forth. Every day. Every week. Every year. It's different every day, but there it is, waiting for me when I open my eyes.
Please read, please support and encourage those around you.
You never know what someone else is dealing with.
That felt really good!
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