Living with Bipolar

I am not Bipolar. I live with Bipolar. Bipolar 2 to be precise.

Big difference, don’t you think?

I am still the same person I was before being diagnosed with this mental illness. Bipolar does not define me.

It tries to break me in it’s wicked and frighteningly overpowering way, but it has never succeeded. At least not completely, as I’m still here to tell the tale.

I still have depressive lows and hypomanic episodes, and they stink, but I understand them more nowadays.

The aim of my website is to blog about my life experiences for 2 different reasons.

phrase 1Firstly, and in no particular order, I am discovering that having written a couple of blogs, the process is very cathartic for me, so thank you for allowing me this platform.

That has been a happy bi-product to the fundamental aim though. I hope that in some way, to a greater or lesser degree, that by sharing my experiences I may be able to reach out to the armies of souls currently fighting their own battles.

I hope that by reflecting back on the way in which I try to manage the gremlin within that is Bipolar, it may help somebody, somewhere feel less alone.

If I can make any difference at all, I will do my utmost to make that a positive difference.

Nobody is alone. However much Bipolar can try to cut us off from the real world, we mustn’t let it.

Each and every one of us is stronger than this gremlin. Together we can win the fight.

Keep well. x