May is Mental Health Awareness Month, and having experienced Bi-Polar with my step-daughter, Becky, whose heart was so gentle and beautiful, I wanted to take this moment to re-blog this post from one of my favorites in the blogging community. 🙂
For those of you who have never experienced mania, imagine your thoughts are 500 chipmunks simultaneously chugging a Venti 4 shot espresso, the rush in your brain takes off at turbo speed, all while you’re sitting quietly at your desk. Yes, I still can get squirrely, don’t get me wrong, but it’s my silver lassoed chipmunk power that get’s things done. That and a few cups of
“my precious “ Joe (my one and only vice) that fuels me.
Since being diagnosed with BP in Spring of 2013, I have learned to accept these manic moments when they come, and put them to good use. I form my plan of attack like the matador tames a bull, calming the fury with my silver lasso of clarity (step aside Wonder Woman) long enough to release that energy on a specific task. It’s very hard for many of us to contain those…
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Awe thank you Rhonda😄!
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Rhonda – Thanks for the reblog of ‘Clouds in my Coffee.’ My husband is bipolar and I never pass us a change to read a first person account.
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Experiencing bipolar first hand is an eye opening experience for sure. I look forward to exploring more on your blog.
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Thank you, Rhonda. With faith and unconditional love for the man I married, my mantra has become, “God’s will be done.” I’ve set on more than one hospital parking lot garage street curb and cried out to God asking him why before I settled down with a simple prayer and realizing to survive this terrible disease, God would walk with us every step of the way.
Tom, my husband, didn’t do anything wrong, the same as millions of others with bipolar yet they are afflicted by one of the hardest to treat of all mental health diseases to treat.
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