Things Not To Say To Someone With A Mental Illness


1.) have you tried just being happy?
2.) I think you are just stressed
3.) you just need to think happy thoughts
4.) I don’t think you actually have (insert disease)
5.) you’re on how many medications?!
6.) I don’t think you are trying hard enough to be happy
7.) you have everything how can you be so sad?
8.) so many people have real diseases and they don’t act like this
9.) you’re insane
10.) you’re just doing this for attention

Food for thought.

Being bipolar is like having diabetes. You can’t help it. You can’t change it. You have to treat it and work your hardest everyday to be well. Some days are good, some are bad.

These are things I can’t change. There are days where the mask I have to wear is more translucent than others.

It’s something I’m working on.

Sometimes you just don’t feel like yourself


I don’t even know who I am anymore really.

These meds have me in a constant tailspin that, I must say, is the farthest thing from fun.

I don’t remember being carefree or free at all for that matter.

I don’t remember the last time I could sit and simply be content with my life – whatever that means.

I think back on my previous choices and while some were good and some were great, some were not even close to what I wanted.

I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to just be alone this much before in my life, but no one else possibly understands.

This bi-polar is eating away at me – bit by bit – and I can’t stop it.

I’ve been hiding


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FRIDAY and Asparagus Risotto


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I made that last night.

So good.

It’s Friday. I am so happy and ready for the weekend.

I’m going to Drink the District and that’s gonna be awesome.

What are you doing this weekend?

I’m kind of back


I went to my meeting with Weight Watchers last night, and I decided that I need to get back to the basics.

The meeting started a new challenge and I’m going to make it work for me over the next 8 weeks.

I will track honestly.
I will exercise.
I will stop giving myself crap.

I’m working it this time. I’m not going to make excuses. I’m going to be successful.

I’ve got 49 pounds to lose.

1 pound at a time.

Truthful


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Marine Corps Marathon!


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It was a great day and experience…

I might be doing another one… Maybe.