The Early, ‘Hurtful’ Sign of My Bipolar Disorder

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I remember screaming at the top of my lungs until my throat hurt. I remember having argument after argument with my parents. I remember being told I should be a lawyer because I loved to argue. I even remember throwing chairs once! But, I also remember going to my room, sobbing, not knowing why I was yelling in the first place. I didn’t like to scream and argue, but the anger flowed through my veins with such force and it […]

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When Springtime Spells Disaster for Someone With Bipolar Disorder

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Ah, spring is just around the corner. It’s so close I can feel it! But for me, that feeling of springtime can often lead to the most difficult phase of bipolar — the dreaded mixed state. Don’t get me wrong or view me as ungrateful… theoretically, I love the blooming flowers, buds on the trees, longer days and abundance of fresh air. However, the change in time and fluctuating weather can often wreak havoc on my system. Chris Aiken, MD […]

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The ‘Funny Feelings’ I Get When I Miss a Dose of My Bipolar Medication

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I take medications for my bipolar disorder. These medications keep me emotionally and mentally regulated and grounded in my life. Every day, with breakfast, I take my pills for the day. I get up quite early for work, and I give myself just enough time to get ready and get out the door for the 45-minute drive. I grab my yogurt and fruit, throw my daily pillbox in my purse, and I am off to work. Once I get to work […]

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Bipolar Disorder Makes Me Feel Like a ‘Human Fuel Tank’

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I begin my week the same way. I am optimistic and positive. Monday has not reared its ugly head and I have no obligations. Cue Monday and my alarm clock. It’s still dark. I know my son will be awake soon and I have to make him breakfast, help him dress and drive him to preschool. I start off with a full emotional “fuel tank.” Carrying out this routine five consecutive mornings with no break easily uses one fourth of […]