The Bipolar Bum

Backpacking and Bipolar II. Taking Manic Depression on tour.

Not to be Trusted!

Nailed it.

Transcending Bipolar

One of the things I’ve become aware of is how, even before I was diagnosed bipolar, I knew not to trust myself. Post-diagnosis, I now know why.

As early as high school, I started getting myself into things in a manic state that I had to finish I wasn’t. Example: I volunteered to be the school mascot, Miss Mustang, which entailed decorating my horse and riding her at halftime in school football games. When I volunteered, it seemed like a fabulous idea. When it actually came time to do it, I was no longer that manic person and had to deal with the reality that I was going to ride a horse (who was afraid of a tiny streams of water on the ground, among other things) on to a field in front of screaming people while a marching band bore down upon us.

It did not go well. I couldn’t figure out how I’d gotten myself into…

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