The mind is complex, processing many thousands of thoughts and experiences and usually functions perfectly well. Does yours function with perfection? Of course degeneration and old age, will slow down parts of the brain function mechanism, making tasks more difficult, but in a nutshell, our minds function perfectly adequately, with amazing precision!
So what happens when there is a malfunction? What happens when people like me, have a mental illness, which is left unchecked, unmonitored and misunderstood? Well quite simply, it fails, falls in to disrepair and become a tool of destruction, not construction!
When people question someone with a condition, like Bipolar, when they say knock yourself out of it, when they fail to recognise its seriousness and when they ignore alarm bells, the break down is dramatic. The last six months for me, have indeed been traumatic, undignified, painful and volatile. There have been life threatening situations, relapses, Mania, extreme Mania, Rapid Cycling, severe head pain, deep, deep dark depression and despair. There has been much more than this, this is only a slice of what I have experienced.
BELOW IS MY CHART DOCUMENTING SIX MONTHS OF HIGHS AND LOWS, THROUGH AN AP ON MY PHONE!
He told me, I had no need to keep a Mood Diary, as they are called, because my blog had perfectly and accurately, recorded my Bipolar in great and sometimes graphic detail. You can tell through my writing, style and content, exactly where my mind is at any given time. My writing does indeed change, depending on where I am in my cycle, on each occasion, I put pen to paper.
A professional, working in Mental Health, as described the benefits of writing, in all its forms. Bipolar, seems to be a catalyst for writers of all sorts. We love to write, express ourselves, our illness, our hopes and fears, but above all the truth. I am of course always careful about how I approach various subjects and try to be as diplomatic as possible with my choice of words
Our Lee Ralphie has just turned up on my door step and reminded me of the occasion I tried to book tickets to New York. Apparently one was most erratic at the time. luckily Ms Ralph stopped the Mania in its tracks.
What those who interfere in my life, judge my character and disapprove of my words, fail to remember is, I change my mind, according to the moods I am in. In other words, as a human being, I am entitled to change my direction and future outlook, whenever my Bipolar deems it necessary!
Peace and love always!