. . . Although I Am Unsure If One Truly Survives Bipolar Or If Bipolar Will Ultimately Survive Me.

It provides an intimate glimpse of both heaven and hell, polarities of the soul, of angels and demons, and “black and white”. It allows, at times, for amazing lucidity and creativity. And yet at other times, it diverges into a nightmare of confusion and despair. If I could choose to be “cured”, I am unsure I would accept such a “divorce”. Bipolar is akin to a marriage – in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, till death us do part. Like a spouse, it can be both loving as well as contemptuous. And what of this union? The wonderful progeny produced – a universal empathy. And all the while I am tempted by the medications, the adulterous suitors’ hell bent on cheating me of my authentic “Self”.
kohiti kohiti
41-45, M
2 Responses Feb 17, 2009

Manic depression is a masterpiece. It is not a disease, but a power. Thanks your genes
for this special gift.

Nice. :-) Bipolar has no cure, right? It's there forever. Someone told me I just have to accept it. It is me. I've seen my manic side produce good results. That's why I have a love-hate relationship with it. :-D