Every person with bipolar is different. I can tell when I'm in a downcycle because I have an unbearable ache to be silent--I can't stand hearing the sound of my voice, or seeing any sign of myself in the world--& I'm furious with myself for not just going away & being silent forever.
It passes, & my downcycles used to be much, much worse, but when they come around they carry such history.
The trick is not being angry at all the waste.
Feed gratitude for still being here at all.
Thank you so much. Halcyon. I'm deeply grateful for the reminder that many of us are here doing our best.
I used to go to a self-help alliance in Canada, where people with mood disorders would meet once a week, and BOY HOWDY, was everyone distinct.
Two sibs have BP1, but my father (who could have used treatment himself) rages furiously at the mere mention of mental health, so... the key is lessening stigma.
I hope you always show yourself the same kindness you've shared with me. π