Category: Bipolar Disorder
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Beached Whale
I’m plump. Chubby. Ok, if I’m being honest, I’m obese. Too heavy for my height and frame. I’m pretty sure my triple chin is 15 pounds alone. I’ve never been super slim but this is definitely my heaviest since being pregnant with the Bear. At least then I had an excuse, I was growing a […]
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Teenager for Sale…
Let me say first and foremost, I love the Bear. She is my absolute world. We’ve lived through the terrible twos and tantrum-ing threes. The feisty fours were a challenge, but we made it out alive. There were ups and downs along the way through elementary school. Grade four was particularly tough but again, we […]
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Poppin’ Pills
Pills, pills, pills. Sigh. I take 5 different drugs throughout the day. I take Synthroid in the morning for my hypothyroidism. I also take Perindopril in the morning for my high blood pressure. In the evening before bed, I take my ‘happy pills’; Lamotrigine, Rexulti and Trintellix. I hate taking pills. It’s not a physical […]
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And Just Like That…
*I wrote this post last night* Bipolar Disorder Type 2 is such a beast. Unpredictable. It couldn’t last forever, this feeling of contentment, of happiness. It may have started out as a hypomania which I attribute the launch of this blog to, but then it morphed into just overall happiness. I enjoy being around people […]
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The Problem With Being a Woman
Can we talk about how hard it is to be a woman? This could easily be a 23 post rant… Given the chance, I would come back as a man. If you’re a man, no one cares if you have a moustache or beard. Meanwhile I’ve been over here constantly plucking my chin hairs ever […]
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Milo
For the record, I resisted getting a dog. I knew full well that despite a certain child’s claims that she would walk, feed and take are of said dog, that wouldn’t be the case. I had already taken care of a fish and two guinea pigs that weren’t mine. But I have to say, like […]
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Language Matters
From a young age we sing ‘sticks and stones will break my bones but words will never hurt me’. But that’s not true is it? Words can break a person as easily as sticks and stones. The language around mental health is not always kind or compassionate. The more research I do on Bipolar Disorder […]
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Yesterday
Yesterday was a good day. It probably seems silly to write about an ordinary day but for me, they can be few and far between. Sometimes I’m depressed, other days I’m just here – devoid of any real emotion thanks to my medications. But yesterday was a happy day. Milo, true to form, woke me […]
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But I Don’t Wanna Get Up…
Most mornings I don’t want to get out of bed. I like the warmth, the dark, the feeling of my blankets wrapped around me like a hug. I don’t have to face the world if I’m in bed. I don’t have to put on a face for everyone, pretending that everything is alright. I’m a […]
Bipolar Rollercoaster 