I haven’t updated this blog/website for some time now. The last couple of years, particularly the last 12 months, have been very hard, with extended periods of time spent in hospital. In all honesty, I felt like I would never emerge from the horrendous depression that consumed me.
However, with excellent treatment. perseverance and help from friends and family, stability has returned. As with each previous episode, I have learned much and emerged more grateful for the simple things.
As I reflect on a difficult journey, I am reminded of Mary Anne Radmacher’s insight: “Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day, saying, “I will try again tomorrow.”
Yes, taking each day at a time is a well worn cliché, but with each day comes a new beginning. Sometimes even just getting through that day is an achievement, but it is an achievement nonetheless. Perhaps only someone who has lived with Bipolar Disorder can truly appreciate how difficult it is to convert that sentiment into action? But then again those who journey with us also feel the emotional pain and alienation that accompanies this disease?
I suppose that years of living with bipolar has helped me to re-focus on the bigger picture. Despite the setbacks, the lost opportunities, the destructiveness and the misunderstandings, I know that there is always hope. I know that our unique experiences can be used to transcend our own pain and, in some way, to help others on their journey.