Reblogged from The Bipolarized: I found this on my bloggie friend Brad’s blog, and when I read it, I could relate to every single thing the author pointed out. My personal favorites: “Can’t you just control your moods?” (No, I can’t. I have never been able too. Don’t you think I would if I could), […]
Have you ever really looked at a photo of yourself at say age 5 or 6, and wondered where that smile went, where the twinkle in the eye disappeared to, where the obvious curiosity and zest for life all went? I have a picture that I found of myself and my sister at ages 5 […]
Are comics the best form to get messages across? Sometimes I am convinced that I should drop the lengthy sentences and pick up a blank piece of paper instead. I’m quite serious.
This recent creation, from Steven “Smashy” Curtis, hits the nail on the head for me. It’s a very clear explanation for others, visually representing what his experience living with bipolar is like. I can really identify with his message. Frankly, I love it. He touches on social inclusion, relationships, affects of the disorder, and his treatment — all in one little comic.
I’m so pleased that he includes the subject of how his relationship affects him. He has support, just as he should. It’s an important area of living for so many of us, and our wonderful partners often deserve a piece of chocolate, and a high-five, for their contributions to our sometimes murky lives.
Please check out this brilliant bit of work:
Have a great Sunday everyone!
A poem about lost identity…
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That last post was stupid. I’m sorry. I debated deleting it, but then I thought: why should I hide how I really feel? Isn’t that what stigma feeds off of? Whatever the case, I am still as depressed as I was when I wrote it, but not quite as suicidal now. I didn’t go into grave detail but I did open up to my fiance tonight about what I’m going through, and despite my fears that he would be mad or exasperated, he was very comforting. That really helped a lot. I am going to try to get some sleep soon, which is what I have been craving all day. But I have had really bad insomnia the past few nights despite being so exhausted all day, so that doesn’t really promise anything. Sigh. Life goes on. Until it doesn’t.