ElinSenior Contributor
Bipolar confusion.
Hi, I have lived with a 'supposed' diagnosis of bipolar 1 since my early twenties, I am quite old now. I say 'supposed' because so often I doubt it when in the high phase of bipolar 1 and experiencing delusions of who I think I am. Strangely in my latter years I manage to hide that pretty well from others and get on with life in spite of it. So I guess I do have it, but right now I am going through a "really trying to accept it phase" I hate having it and I don't want to admit to it as I have received so much shaming from people who should have known better and then there is my own personal embarrassment on top of all that; I just feel so useless, at times and right now, confused and struggling to make sense of quite a few things. Many people do affirm me and the various talents I try to use to help others and yes, I guess I have achieve a few things. Also I have even been involved in a bit of voluntary work after retiring because I undertook training in CPE and was picked up by my church to assist in visiting the sick in the hospitals. Yes, I do still take mood stabilizing tablets but early in the piece I became allergic to Lithium so besides an occasional bit of psychotherapy when things are really bad I just try to wing it ie ignore it, maybe that is pride. My husband knows about my condition but he has emotional issues himself so we don't always help each other as much as we should/could. I have been a regular church attending Christian all these years despite the temporary setbacks due to short hospitalizations, loss of jobs, and having to start over and over again in the face of very public shame and embarrassment. (Probably largely self-imposed nevertheless it is so very hard). But my faith and trust in Jesus and the teachings of the Bible are real, and very important to me, they are the powerful thread that has got me through so many ups and downs without choosing to, you know ... . Many reading this may not believe in God and that is okay He doesn't force anyone to believe and neither am I trying to do so. I started this post here tonight because right now I am struggling with confusion, not about my belief in God and His love and compassion for people but about not being able to trust my town houghts 🤕 when in a ⬆️ or in a ⬇️ mood. 😢
Wishing anyone who has been brave/kind enough to read this epistle to the end a very Happy Christmas and a New Year filled with better things for us all. 🌲 🤗