The following is a story I wrote toward the end of a serious manic episode I had early last summer, so please forgive me if it’s a little heavy on the metaphors. After The Whirlwind In the dreams of a middle-aged woman with silver in her hair and the marks of a difficult life imprintedContinue reading “After the Whirlwind”
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Between Scylla and Charybdis
As I reported yesterday, I had gotten myself into a state of what I’ve come to call pre-hypomania, which is when I feel like an episode just might be brewing but could go either way. I was a bit over-amped, couldn’t stop wiggling, and talking a little too fast and a little too loud, inContinue reading “Between Scylla and Charybdis”
I Put A Spell On You
As much as I love the guy, I’m about ready to curse my pdoc: I think he jinxed me last Friday when he brought up the subject of mania and made me swear that I’d call him at the first sign that I’m ramping up. Well, after several weeks of beautiful stability, I’m noticing thatContinue reading “I Put A Spell On You”
Situation Comedy: All F***ed Up
One of the things I like to do in my spare time is think up new sitcoms that haven’t already been done to death. You know, like all the Friends clones about East Coast yuppie types who trade sexcapades, or the shows with stout Midwesterners bitching endlessly about the snow. (Evidently no funny people existContinue reading “Situation Comedy: All F***ed Up”
Bipolar Haiku
White pill, yellow pill blue pill and amber capsules This is my nightcap. Manic-depressive don’t know which is which today. Damned mixed episodes! Dancing by myself, I can’t stop the music that plays inside my head. I curse as I bend to the floor and pick up all the meds I just spilled. Rain isContinue reading “Bipolar Haiku”
In Sickness and In Health
And now, a few words about bipolar partners. Or more accurately, partners of people with bipolar. You’ve already read the story of my young BP friend, Jesse. Well, after a marathon texting session the other night during which I did my level best to talk him out of cutting, he texted me around 1:30 AMContinue reading “In Sickness and In Health”
Pledges and Seashells and Meds, Oh My!
As I may have mentioned before, my psychiatrist is a kick in the pants, and yesterday’s session was so full of fascinating discussions that I could probably write several posts on just this one visit alone. However, in the interest of not boring my readership to death, I’ll stick to the highlights…..after all, nobody butContinue reading “Pledges and Seashells and Meds, Oh My!”
Fupped Duck
WARNING: If you are easily offended by the use of a certain profanity that rhymes with “pluck”, you may want to find something else to read this evening, because I’m going to use that word (and possibly a few others) in the next few paragraphs. Now, for tonight’s story (ever notice that bipolars seem toContinue reading “Fupped Duck”
They’re Coming To Take Me Away (Ha-Ha)
Readers of a certain age will doubtless remember the silly song from the 1960s, about a rather insane fellow attempting to hide from the “nice young men in their clean white coats” who were coming to take him “to the funny farm, where life is beautiful all the time…..” et. al. As someone who’s barelyContinue reading “They’re Coming To Take Me Away (Ha-Ha)”
This Is The Land of Confusion
We interrupt this blog to bring you a special report on a phenomenon that apparently affects only certain bipolar patients. It’s known familiarly as The Mixed Episode. For the uninitiated, this is a combination of symptoms from both ‘poles’—mania and depression—and it is pure, unmitigated HELL. I was so screwed up during my recent dallianceContinue reading “This Is The Land of Confusion”
