Part I of Living Well with Bipolar Disorder: You Can’t Make It Alone

When we’re dating or looking to get married, we all come up with a list of qualities we want in our potential significant other.  You have to have someone that’s funny, obviously.  Intelligence is probably somewhere in the mix.  A love of literature, especially science fiction and fantasy; Dune and Ender’s Game, what’s up? Music […]

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Bipolar Poetry: Lord Byron and the “Awful Chaos”

Taken from Key Redfield Jamison’s book, Touched by Fire.  Written by Lord Byron, who with the retrospective diagnosis of bipolar disorder, wrote about the awful chaos of what is presumably mania and depression. This should have been a noble creature: he Hath all the energy which would have made A goodly frame of glorious elements, […]

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Telling Your Children You’re Bipolar

My eldest son is my partner in crime, and we go everywhere together. We go to ice cream shops when the wife isn’t around. We do monthly movies, some of which are mind numbingly boring. I’m calling you out, “Dory.” Either way, the kid loves them.  Right now, we do errands as ninjas or pirates, […]

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Oh, The Drugs We’ll Take: Mood Stabilizers, Antipsychotics, and Benzos

Medication sucks. I mean, obviously it saves lives. But really, it totally blows balls. It’s one damn crazy, shit-long ride into the unknown maybes of psychiatric treatment. And yes, there’s a metric ton of “maybes,” “probablies,” and “typicallies.” And the side effects? Horrendous.  The first medication I ever took was Risperdal; I was maybe 14.  […]

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Bipolar DIY: Fuck This Tub

Two weeks ago, I woke up early to take a piss. While I’m doing that, I look over at the bathroom tub and the shape that it’s in—epoxy constantly chipping off and my landlord half-assing repairs—and it just pisses me off.  It didn’t yesterday, but today, God almighty it feels like war.  At six in […]

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