I wrote the following while I was pretty hypomanic. Thought I would share more as a glimpse into my life and hopefully educational about bipolar 2:
I AM bipolar, I’m officially crazy. I can’t seem to control myself, but on the medicine I feel SO much better, who cares if I’m hypomanic? Not sure I wanna tell the doctor the truth. Thank God I have my husband to keep me in check. I AM perpetuating the cycle. Thank God I never had kids. My muscles twitch and I can’t control them. I feel like I have Parkinson’s, but I’m good with that. I am stressed the fuck out, but I don’t care. I don’t want to sleep, but I have a magic bullet called Seroquel. I just worry I’ll get fat, but how fat can I get when I can’t sit still? Every dance in creation I think I’ve done today, even if it was spazzy. Some might look at me and say I’m a danger. I look at me and say I’m alive.
You are alive! Sometimes that’s all we can hope for. And you stay alive for your husband. š
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Definitely. My sister committed suicide (she had Bipolar 1) and after experiencing that, I wouldn’t want to put my husband through that kind of loss!
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So sorry to hear about your loss of your sister. Sending you a big hug.
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Thanks Kitt. It was really hard. Still dealing with the aftermath, but it is getting better.
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Never easy to lose someone we love, especially to depression and suicide.
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Sorry for your loss š¦
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Thanks Walt.
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Exactly! And thank god for Seroquel
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So glad you have a husband who calls you out, and that you have self-awareness and know when you are hypomanic. Yes, it feels good to dance, but take care of yourself. Take that Seroquel to get a good night’s sleep tonight.
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