I’ve spent the last year and a half or so researching books, and writing, but time and again I come back to what makes bipolars so special.
I’ve discovered that there’s no one profile of bipolars. There’s no one way to spot us, or others – and we’re all equally unique. Which means that the last couple of months, since I met up with a family member that wished that bipolars could have the disorder irradicated, and that there was a way to treat bipolar disorder so that it didn’t exist – I’ve been questioning what I am and what it all means to me.
The long and short of it is that bipolar disorder, for me at least, is a blessing and a curse. There are some places I wish I could interact and deal with things better. I wish it were easier on my partner – and I wish I didn’t have the completley obsessive trait that goes with some bipolar subfunctions.
But having said that, I love that I can work on a couple of dozen things at once (and finish them!) and I don’t really ‘think’ the way I should – which means I can see odd things – patterns and downright warped ideas. Its a great talent for a writer – seeing things differently makes things really easy to come up with ideas that others might not.
So, I guess, I’m saying that we’re all equally unique – and bipolar disorder isn’t always a bad thing.
What do you think?
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