I’ve been trying so hard to stay well, taking my meds, doing mediation, knitting, getting exercise and taking care of my animals.
Hi, I seem to be sinking back into a period of depression after a period of fairly light mainia.
I am writing this for anyone who is dating someone that is bipolar or is thinking about dating someone that is bipolar.
I’ve written about why you should keep fighting the pain of depression and bipolar disorder before. I’m sorry, I wish I had better news for you, but the numbers are in, and I insist you go on living.
This is one of my most referred to articles, actually, as I think it makes a solid anti-suicide argument and is something to remember when you’re overwhelmed with the pain of depression and mental illness. But the good news is that sometimes fighting just means taking the next breath.
But a commenter said something I think many people would say about fighting bipolar disorder: . Bipolar disorder, depression, what have you, wants you to die.
(This isn’t to say that some people don’t recover, they do; I’m just not talking about them at the moment.) Bipolar disorder and depression suck the life out of you because they’re there every moment of your life. The disease wants to rob you of everything you will experience tomorrow, the next day and the day after that.
For people who don’t manage to get into remission, fighting these mental illnesses becomes a moment-to-moment battle.
Every second of the day the depression or bipolar disorder is whispering lies into their ears and every second of the day the mentally ill person has to stand up to those voices and recognize them as illness.
There isn’t a time when the illness takes a vacation and so you never get one either. And so, when someone says they’re too tired to keep fighting bipolar disorder I completely get it. No one knows how hard you’re working to keep going every day. You have every right to want to throw up your hands in the shattering strain of it. I know, I said it was reasonable to not want to, but you still don’t get to stop. Knowing that if that’s the best fight you can put up at the moment, it’s enough.
There might be the best reasons in the world to fight a mental illness but that doesn’t mean it isn’t gruelling as all hell. In my case, it seems that my medication cannot prevent episodes just reduce their effects.
I am hoping by posting this I will help someone else before they subject themselves to the pain that many of us have or are still enduring by loving someone with the terrible illness.