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Good morning folks! Today I wanted to write a little something which is very relevant to my life at the moment. It might be short and sweet (because I'm drugged up to the ears on valium) but I hope you enjoy/find it interesting all the same. We begin with the illness I'll be talking about today: bipolar. I recently came up with what I believe is a pretty relevant metaphor for bipolar: it is a worm, that sits gently behind the ear in hope of weedling its way in without our knowing. Before we know it, the worm is eating away at our sense of wellness, rotting and decaying whatever it can.
For me, currently the worm is deep within my brain, eating away at my contentment and health. I did not notice its arrival until it was too late. Bipolar is a difficult beast to manage, always in a state of persuasion, hoping you will unshackle it for the promise of creativity, activity and inspiration. It's no secret that both mania and depression can bring about some intense and productive times, but that doesn't justify unleashing the beast. It does not have good intentions.
New meds...
What can we do about the worm? How can we hold strong against the beast's persuasion?
We must remain resolute that bipolar is an illness; it is not integral for our identity. Of course, it's a part of us and often a lifelong struggle, but we are still separate from it. It's about building an identity and life individual to us that rings true when we are well and we will be well again.
Dressing to the 9s always improves my mood!
The ups and downs are to be expected and we must remain vigilant against the entry of the worm: remain on medications that help, keep stressors at bay and treat ourselves with kindness and compassion. That's what I am attempting to do (while also remaining "productive" (I can't rest to save my life)) and I implore that if you too are struggling or think the worm might be wiggling its way in, reach out and remember that you are not your illness. You are (and I am) a valuable human being, and special in so many ways beside having bipolar.
I'm sending positive vibes to anyone who might be struggling and thank you to anyone who read this out of interest. Sorry for the brevity but have a good day. Much love.
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Disclaimer: this is my experience of bipolar and I cannot speak for anyone else, so if you did not agree with something I wrote here, please remember that everyone's experience of mental illness is different.
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