bipolar
Bipolar disorder; understanding the highs, the lows and the in between.
Bipolar part 2
2007: After the first phone call and after I entered the hospital there in Panama City, FL, I was feeling more like myself and less with the feeling of danger. Carted off by my wife who came there to pick me up, she was tearful as she wrapped her arms around me. She then guided me to the Yaris that we had and together with daughter in tow left the hospital grounds headed toward a new adventure with this new folly, this new disease of the brain (at least that what I thought it was).
By William L. Truax III5 years ago in Psyche
Clockwork Disaster
When I was thirteen I fell off a roof and snapped my pelvic girdle into a few angry pieces. It wasn’t the worst time, but it was definitely a bad time. To top it off, I haven't had a good strike on a soccer ball since. One particularly abrasive summer in in Tennessee I found myself in a brawl at a small university close to the border. I was dragged away by my friends with a cracked orbital socket and bruised lungs. I was not aware one could bruise something so deep inside themselves. Something our body needs and protects with the best defenses evolution could muster against blunt force trauma. It hurt, but again, I healed. They say we always come back to whole after long enough. I always did.
By Zak Klapperich5 years ago in Psyche
A Bipolar Checks in during March
Not everybody knows or will admit that mental health is connected to bodily health and spiritual health. Last year, I was looking and feeling good about myself. This year it's all gone downhill. Last year I weighed about 165 pounds and I liked what I saw in the mirror and in photographs. This year in March 2021, I'm up to 200 pounds and I hate myself.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman5 years ago in Psyche
Bipolar disorder
what a world and the minds we share. Being bipolar is horrid and there’s so much mysticism and mixed realities. Being bipolar brings loss of consciousness, understanding complex emotions, being able to feel and understand what has someone gone through in the past through stories and mass empathy. it’s a scary place it’s like a whole other realm of hurtful but blissful thoughts and moods. Confusion is a big fluctuate I deal with and try to overcome. I hurt those who love me without realizing what’s happening to me.
By Alejandro Bojorquez5 years ago in Psyche
Within
Chapter 1: Unknown Journey The rain pelted the thin window panes as the night sky lit up behind the clouds. The dreadful downpour caused water to leak from the ceiling. The house was old, the type that if you were lost on a deserted road, you’d choose to keep walking instead of knocking on its door for help. Nonetheless, many had called it home, some for just a few days, and others years due to their inability to discover what lies within.
By Kali Miller-Haque5 years ago in Psyche
Forgiveness is a Fickle Friend
What does it mean to forgive? To be forgiven? It’s something we sometimes reach for when feeling hurt as well as when we’re responsible for causing hurt. It’s human to crave acceptance, even when we screw up, but forgiveness isn’t always about redemption or soothed egos. Sometimes contextually speaking, acceptance appears in the form of forgiveness we crave that can be born from the hurt others have caused us. So what’s the deal? Why do we so often depend on it for healing? Who is forgiveness actually for?
By Marianne Suppa5 years ago in Psyche
Homelessness in Denver almost drove me to suicide
Suicide is such a dark topic. The only reason I’m writing about it is because I truly almost committed it. At least I thought about it very closely. I came up with three possible ways of ending my life. I even made arrangements with someone to carry out one possible method.
By David Heitz5 years ago in Psyche
Chasing Stability
I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder in May of 2016. I can barely count on one hand the number of times my meds have been tweaked, increased, decreased, or swapped out since then. Sometimes, they're not strong enough, sometimes they're too strong, sometimes the side effects are too much, and sometimes the cosmos don't align properly and something just screams out, "Nope, not this one. Next!" I am, at this very moment in time, in the middle of an important med change. We are completely swapping out one med for another, which is the worst kind of change because it means I get to be worried about withdrawals and new side effects at the same exact time. But it was necessary, so I'm trying to be patient and gentle with myself while I wait for things to settle in.
By Jennifer McGrail5 years ago in Psyche
