Love this quote: "the reason you don’t actually cross the road when you see your BPD neighbour is that….. you have no idea she has it" BY GENE FOR BLACK DOG PIE · JULY 8, [...]
Since I was eighteen-years-old, I suffered from symptoms of moderate to severe chronic depression. Until I was thirty, I coped with chronic depression using psychotherapy. When I suffered a severe breakdown at thirty, I [...]
This morning I struggled to keep my eyes open as I drove my son to school. No more searing heat, Santa Ana winds, and fire. May gloom is here. We need the coolness. [...]
My California Marriage and Family Therapist license is now current and renewed until May 31, 2016. Inactive license no more. Yes, that's right, inactive no more. Coming out of a long, very long, [...]
Not until I was 39, was I diagnosed as having bipolar disorder. I am now 50. At 39, I recognized the symptoms of mania in myself, euphoria, the feeling of being called by God [...]
When my son was young, I juggled working outside the home with mothering and homemaking. By the time he was four, I found it unsustainable and ended up in a psychiatric hospital for [...]
When in the throes of suicidal ideation, you don't and often can't understand suicide's negative effects on those left behind. When I was eighteen, I thought my loved ones would be better off [...]
As my mind has slowed, I've gone from prolific blog writing to playing solitaire on my iPad. Back to the inane, the mundane. Not as creative, but better able to take care of [...]
So what brought on this flurry of activity, this bout of defensive hypomania, the birth of this blog at this point in time? Two things: one, I forgot to take valproic acid Thursday [...]
Find I must titrate exposure to stimulation. Need enough to prevent depression, but not so much as to trigger hypomania. Enough, but not too much sun. Have to be very careful with social [...]