On Fridays (this week on a Saturday) I will choose a topic on which to give my take. Take being a nice word for opinion. I will simply share my thoughts on whatever random topic comes to mind. I look forward to seeing where this section leads us. I have a friend who recently told me she …
Don’t look down…
I am the biggest wimp on the planet. The list of things that frighten me is embarrassingly long: Heights…the ocean (and every single thing in it)…outer space…spiders…snakes…people…crowds…even numbers (except two because it’s prime)…traveling… There are more, but for the sake of my dignity, I’ll keep the list at an even nine. Heights is probably my …
Selfies and self-absorption: An online dating story
Online dating is the worst. I attract roughly three types of guys. There are the guys who look as if they sit in their mother’s basement eating Doritos and playing video games all day. I’m already awkward enough for five people, so I have no business dating a guy who looks at his shoes when …
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My take on anger(!!)
On Fridays I will choose a topic on which to give my take. Take being a nice word for opinion. I will simply share my thoughts on whatever random topic comes to mind. I look forward to seeing where this section leads us. Saying I have a temper is an understatement. When I am …
Read the directions, folks
As I have mentioned before, I do not care for taking medicine. I’ve come to accept taking my crazy pills, but I’m never thrilled about over-the-counter meds; however, I hate going to the doctor even more, so sometimes medicine is a necessary evil. This was the case last summer when I had some fluid in …
Hypomania is where it is at!
For a person with bipolar disorder, hypomania is the place to be! Hypomania is a wonderful area on the mood spectrum. As one of my favorite authors says, it’s three-quarters manic. With hypomania, a person has all the good things about mania, sans the dangerous disregard for consequences. For me, I am my best self …
My take on exercise (Part II)
On Fridays I will choose a topic on which to give my take. Take being a nice word for opinion. I will simply share my thoughts on whatever random topic comes to mind. I look forward to seeing where this section leads us. Last week I wrote about how exercise likely kept me from having …
Patients and therapists and hospitals…Oh my!
As much as I talked at home with my parents, I didn’t talk nearly as much at the out-patient facility. Part of that was my shyness, but I also think I knew I’d give myself away as cuckoo if I talked too much. The other patients talked too much anyways. I picked up on this …
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It’s a curse! It’s a shame! No, it’s a blessing.
I was angry after coming home from Baylor. I was angry about not being at school where I belonged, and although I probably could not have articulated it at the time, I thought it incredibly unfair for God to give me bipolar disorder. A journal entry a few weeks after coming home from Baylor is …
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My take on exercise (Part I)
I believe I wasn’t diagnosed as bipolar until I was 19 due to my daily, rigorous exercise routines in middle school and high school. I played sports year around, and I never gave myself off days; often doing extra running after games. Even in the summers I would exercise daily. I was addicted to exercise, …
