People talk about physical fitness, but mental health is equally important. Getting outside was a way I could satisfy both, my therapy. Sometimes my mind never shuts down, concentration is near impossible. Treatment for one condition has been proven to send me soaring into manic euphoria. The downside of euphoria, depression and suicidal thoughts. I see a community all around me suffering, and their families feel a sense of shame about it, which doesn’t help life. People need to be supported. They don’t want to pretend to have the flu when they can’t get out of bed. I am now working on an initiative to create awareness about anxiety and depression and help people by sharing my experiences with this amazing sport and the therapy it has provided me. So while my blog has, and still will be quirky at times; I want to share my experiences and grow this sport.
“Mental labels don’t define who I am, time and aging only gets me closer to those I love, will love, and have loved” ~ S.L. Cato
I’ve battle Bipolar disorder for at least 15+ years, toss in a couple more labels I’ve collected such as generalized anxiety disorder PTSD. This battle is pretty amazing and out of this world and at times a dark rollercoaster ride. The medication, the manic episodes, and mania can be pretty humorous. The hypersexuality, drugs, anxiety, depression, ghosts, and parenting. I’ve certainly felt the sting of the “crazy” stigma, but I’m here today. Bipolar is my superpower. I hope by sharing my musings it helps others understand the labels situation whispered behind closed doors. Please feel free to share my stories, rantings and musings. Read more about me in my post “Who is the Mad Woman”
Bipolar is my superpower. I hope by sharing my musings it helps others understand the labels and situation whispered behind closed doors.