That ugly label.
Thursday, April 02, 2020
I didn't know my mom was diagnosed with bipolar disorder when she was young until this last year. My older sister refuses to face her diagnosis and puts her unhappiness on just being unhappy. Me? Yeah, I really, really do not want this, but if the shoe fits...
Bipolar. It's specifically bipolar II, dubbed by some, "soft bipolar," but my depressive episodes are anything but soft. It's lifelong management. A lifelong sentence, ya mean?
I'm glad I have a reason why I have weeks where I can't function, but it doesn't change the fact it's dang hard. It's an additional risk factor for me to be overweight. Also, most treatments make you gain weight... No thanks?
I'm going to try and go at this from a life improvement standpoint. I know this is a serious illness, but obesity is too, and I'm past my point of tolerance. I'm going to attack this from all angles and see if I can find relief of symptoms.
If I can't find some relief, I'll consider medication- fine. But I know my current lifestyle is already pretty unhealthy, whick can't be helping my mood swings.
Wish me luck! I'll try to blog in this journey. My hill is pretty steep, but let's get hiking.