Up and down I go.
Sometimes day by day and sometimes moment by moment
Nevertheless, I go up and down
Like a see-saw
That is what mental illness has been like for me. The high side is the mania and the low side is the depression. Hard to balance alone. That is where my support, resources and coping skills come in. Still, I am never quite even, but it’s okay as long as I don’t fall off (that would be a tragic end).
I keep the faith that one day I will be able to return to work or start my own business; one that will allow me flexibility for the down times of bipolar.
I cannot control the when, but I can most of the time control how I respond in a storm. Controlling my response by using my tools and my support system, keeps me from falling off the edge.
Still, some down time may be required to get back on track before I hit the ground.
So, I keep hope and faith alive. One day things will fall into place. Without hope and faith of this, there is no fight in me and I have to keep fighting in order to keep living with the mental illness so it does not take me out. I am more than bipolar.
So are you, so be good to you
love to all,
pb aka peanut butter