bipolar
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I agree. I remember when I found out I was pregnant the first time. Still a teenager I had decided to keep my baby and do what I felt was the right thing. Fast forward 34 years and I am still struggling with this boy as he struggles with the disability of his bipolar condition… Read more
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My son is bipolar, tough words to write because of the looming negative stereo type of responses I have received over the years. He is not only bipolar he also suffers from PTSD, which makes all things worse. Before he was diagnosed life was a nightmare of “why are you acting this way?” He would… Read more
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I have been back for over a week now from my trip to Paris. One of the prices I pay for traveling is the level of headaches and fatigue I deal with on my return, boo hoo, right? But through the fog of jet lag and migraines is the awareness of my resistance to being… Read more
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Funny how life becomes a teacher when everything you need to know about yourself is revealed in the moment your dog tears up your special something, or your child displays disruptive behavior, or your partner embarrasses the hell out of you. Lose your cool and you will find a lesson ready to be learned right… Read more
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I recently got myself a puppy. That’s a picture of Zeus. At first I was not sure what was I thinking. My eldest son had given me the idea when I was in France having a melt down about being lonely and all of that jazz. He had suggested getting a dog as a companion.… Read more
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Recently I moved back into my house after renting it out for a few years and I am facing a few fears as I get ready to do some much-needed remodeling. The house is small and perfect for one person, awesome. Not so awesome, the mess that needed to be cleaned before my Virgo self… Read more
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Last post was the accumulation of months perhaps years of needing and wanting help. The eternal idea that somehow, someway, I would get answers to some pressing issues that frankly have stopped me in my tracks. Like a bad diagnosis, or news you can’t run from sometimes shit happens and you just have to take… Read more
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I don’t like asking for help because for most of my life there has been no one around to ask. When I am standing in shit I get the mop out and clean it up myself because nobody else is going to. I have learned the hard way, over and over again, that people will… Read more
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Today is my eldest son’s 32nd birthday. This is my precious son who often hurts on the inside. He lives in a pain stream with a constant bombardment of negative feelings and voices pressing him to push away the love that surrounds him. We have been working to get him to see out of his… Read more
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I’m undaunted in my quest to amuse myself by constantly changing my hair. Hillary Clinton I am one of those women who enjoys changing my look to accommodate my emerging identity. I have worn my hair in so many different ways and have been so many different colors, (probably speaks to the many personalities living… Read more
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