bipolar
Bipolar disorder; understanding the highs, the lows and the in between.
Three Days Ago
What was I doing three days ago? Bailey sat at her desk pondering. She cannot even recall what she ate for breakfast; how was she expected to remember what she had been doing three nights ago? She had been sitting in the same spot for an hour, reading and going over the letter that rested in front of her. She peered over at the alarm clock on the stand. 10:02 am Michael would be calling her, he regularly called her in the morning. He insisted it was because his day could not commence till he heard her voice but she learned he was checking in on her. Bailey needed to find her cellphone. It was not plugged in next to her bed like it typically was.
Bailey SchooleyPublished 6 years ago in PsycheLiving With Bipolar Disorder
Today I woke up on the sofa again. I feel safety and comfort in the corner of the sofa surrounded by pillows and my two cats. I leave the television on so the voices make me feel less alone. I go to the kitchen and make the first of many cups of coffee. I can use a box of K cups in one day. This box has 12 cups in it. I count my cigarettes because I am virtually penniless and don’t know how I’ll even buy my next pack. I contemplate quitting cigarettes but my current state of turmoil won’t let me. I wrack my brain trying to figure out how I’ll get through another day without money. It’s so isolating to feel this bad and have no one who understands, no one who can even deal with your presence because you have absolutely nothing left to give.
Elizabeth ArnoldPublished 6 years ago in PsycheLiving with Bipolar Disorder
Mental health is complicated. It can be difficult to comprehend how challenging mental health issues are to navigate through everyday life.
Chris HermanPublished 6 years ago in PsycheLiving with Bipolar Depression
Bipolar disorder (BD), also known as manic-depressive illness, is a brain disorder that causes unusual shifts in mood, energy, activity levels, and the ability to carry out day-to-day tasks. It’s being as happy as can be one second, then crying yourself to sleep the next. It’s feeling everything and absolutely nothing all at once. You get agitated easily, making it complicated to explain your feelings to others. You’re sad.. over little nothings. And happy for seemingly all the wrong reasons. Basically, it’s bullshit.
Tessa WilbanksPublished 6 years ago in PsycheFalling in Love With Bipolar Pt. 3
All too often we focus of the negatives of those with Bipolar Personality Disorder. I'm here to tell you that there may be lows but nothing outruns the highs. I have completely changed my outlook on life, he's opened my eyes to a whole new world.
Renee McGowenPublished 6 years ago in PsycheFalling in Love With Bipolar Pt. 2
Knowing the differences between dating someone with a mental disorder and someone who has the potential to abuse you and possibly end your life is vital to all parties involved. So, I am going to address some of the mandatory steps of dating someone with a mental illness, no matter what it may be.
Renee McGowenPublished 6 years ago in PsycheFalling in Love with Bipolar Pt.1
Every girl dreams of her Prince Charming, usually envisioning tall, dark, and handsome. Descriptions of this person normally lack the stability of his mental condition; however, psychology tells us that if a person is tall, dark, and handsome, the halo effect that we attribute to him will automatically include intelligence, wit, and mental stability. I have come to learn there is no perfect woman, so we have to assume that there is no perfect man. Once I realized my vision of "Prince Charming" seemed something of the sort from the movie Cinderella, I found my soulmate in a packaging much less than Disney Animation.
Renee McGowenPublished 6 years ago in PsycheI'm Sorry
I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm like this. I'm sorry for all the times I lost my temper and blamed you—you never really did anything wrong.
Rose MansonPublished 6 years ago in PsychePolar Bears
A few years ago, I was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder and a severe anxiety disorder. When I initially got the news, I was in disbelief and denied everything. I had never noticed there really was anything wrong with me. I didn't spend money, like a rockstar, that I don’t have, I didn't have delusions or mood swings, and I handled myself well around people. I’ve worked since I was sixteen-years-old, went to college and made the dean's list and landed a really great job in a career I love: mental health and addictions. It seemed a natural choice, because I grew up watching people drink and use drugs daily, including my mother. I have a knack for working with people who experience mental health issues and issues with addiction, so that’s where I gravitated. I have complications with addiction myself and have worked very, very hard to get where I am.
Leah BurtonPublished 6 years ago in PsycheA Beautiful Mess Who I Like to Call Me
I had a beautiful childhood with parents who loved me to the point that I started to believe there was truly no one else in the world like me. Life beat me down a bit and I lost that belief for awhile; however it all came full circle and I know that I am a special kind of beautiful. When I talk about beauty, I'm speaking of beauty that comes from resilience. I'm talking about beauty that comes from feeling so low you never thought you would get back up from the depths of hell... But you did. Let me explain. I was a happy child with a brother who was my best friend. I was outgoing and involved in numerous activities in school. This continued until about middle school. When I was 11 going on 12 years old, I experienced my first bout of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. I didn't know at the time what that even was or that I had this disorder. I began having thoughts that terrified me and compulsions I had no control over, such as washing my hands to the point they cracked and bled. These feelings and actions had sunken me into the deepest, darkest hole of depression. I was sleeping to escape and in my waking hours my thoughts would torture my soul. I suffered this way up until high school and then I had to do something.
Krista KovatchPublished 6 years ago in PsycheMental Breakdown
Being bipolar sucks. Seriously. If you have been diagnosed with this disorder you have life 10000 times harder than everyone else. At least that's how I feel. It's like a never ending tsunami inside my mind. I can never truly focus on one thing, I'm constantly changing subjects and always on alert when I'm around other people because I feel like they are all conspiring against me. I have no idea why and no recollection of when it exactly started but I'm only 19.
Allizae PimbertPublished 6 years ago in PsycheA Life with Bipolar Depression
Let me just start by saying I am not a psychologist, nor do I claim to be. Ever. I am just someone that has lived with and around bipolar depression all my life. Growing up, I watched my father battle with bipolar disorder and I saw my mother try to understand it. As I grew older, I discovered that I too had been blessed with the confusing and stressful gift of bipolar disorder. In the following paragraphs, I will be sharing with you the struggles that people with bipolar disorder and bipolar depression undergo and some of the things I have learned to help in coping and in some instances even striving with the illness. With any luck, my writing will help even just one person in feeling not alone or understand what a loved one is going through and ways they can help (when needed).
Cierra CooperPublished 6 years ago in Psyche