One Day At a Time

I found out I had bipolar Disorder when I was 19. My family and I always knew I had it. It kinda runs through the family. My grandmother, my mom, me and who knows who else. Well, they ended up taking me to the doctor when my brother was killed because I was worse off then our father. We have different mothers. I flipped out completely when I found out and didn't even want to get out of bed when I found out. After the funeral they made me go and the doctors kept me drugged up for about three years. I quit taking my med.'s when I got tired of the false happiness. I couldn't enjoy raising my kids because I stayed so drugged up that I didn't really realize what was going on. You could cuss me out and I wouldn't care. I take it a day at a time and I'm doing pretty well at the moment. When my husband was here I had no problems because he knew how to make me smile when I was down. He is also bipolar so let me tell ya we are a pair, lol. All we can do is take it a day at a time.
Derekswife Derekswife
26-30, F
2 Responses Jun 7, 2007

Interesting I am learning after a lifetime of being Bipolar to live Bipolar and that consists of living moment to moment I am a rapid cycler I have been writing blogs about Bipolar Disorder and experiences with it and a broad spectrum of ideas that come to me I was manic for the past month and wrote 37 blogs in that time period so you can tell I am bipolar I have what I term writing mania You are very fortunate having some who knows what it feels like to be Bipolar so you can share your episodes with and help eachother live your lives Good luck to you Strive for knowledge it helps the disorder and broadens you mind It keeps you occupied so that you do not dwell on the disorder.

and take care of each other