REAL STORIES BY A REALLY BIPOLAR human
I was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder 1 in October 2018, but I was probably living with it for the past ten years, if not more.
In 2020, I launched a blog to tell my journey through the ups and downs and hopefully shed light on bipolarity and bring hope.
In 2022, I launched a community that brings together people diagnosed with bipolar disorder to safely and generously share, learn, and unlearn so we can tame our monsters, embrace our abilities and uncover our superpowers.
In 2020, I launched a blog to tell my journey through the ups and downs and hopefully shed light on bipolarity and bring hope.
In 2022, I launched a community that brings together people diagnosed with bipolar disorder to safely and generously share, learn, and unlearn so we can tame our monsters, embrace our abilities and uncover our superpowers.
Mindful Living in the Face of Uncertainty: A Mental Health ToolkitJanuary 12, 2023Life can be overwhelming.
The last three years have been marked by uncertainty and constant upheaval. And its effects are impacting our happiness, health, education, work, and even the economy. I am a rather anxious person. I tend to ruminate and wallow in worries, even more so when the world around me seems to be going up in flames. For the past four years, I’ve been going to a therapist specializing in core processes psychotherapy. Core Process Psychotherapy is based on the principles of Buddhist psychology and mindfulness meditation blended with ‘Western’ psychology. It is a holistic approach to therapy that aims to help individuals explore and understand the habitual patterns, beliefs, and emotions that underlie their psychological and emotional difficulties. At the core of this therapy is the belief that each person has an innate capacity for healing and growth. Through mindfulness and creating a safe, non-judgmental space, my therapist helps me develop a more compassionate and accepting relationship with myself, leading to greater self-awareness, self-acceptance, and a deeper connection with others. Who the fuck am I?February 9, 2023I had a plan—a very structured plan with themes, word counts, and content calendars. I knew what I was going to write about. I had the answers. Until I didn’t.
Sometimes, you have to set it all aside and let the words flow. I’ve been exploring a specific theme in therapy. Who am I without the labels? Who am I without the structure? Who am I underneath the veneers of expectations (of myself as much as others)? Who the fuck am I? Even as I sit writing these words, I find myself stuck, unable to take a full breath. I used to unleash myself on the paper and make it dance. Where did this go? I wouldn’t say I have lost myself. Instead, there’s been a gradual process of disappearing under layers and layers of masks I had to wear to play the role of the person others needed me to be. The caretaker. The helper. The teacher. The nurturer. The overachiever. The self-sacrificing stoic. But who was I? I started to think I was none of those things. |
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