Less Stress, More Peace
The past week and a half has been eventful, luckily most of it was neutral or positive. I used to underestimate the worth of peace in my life. I thrived on drama and chaos; it could make me feel alive like little else could. These days I appreciate peace; having it improves my quality of life, which in turn helps me from falling into an episode.
Things that have happened this month, in no particular order:
I returned to work after being out sick for three weeks
I started dating again
I spent time with my grandparents, nieces, nephews, and other family members
I got to see and talk to my brother
My mother moved out
I got a new supervisor
The anniversary of my sister’s death and birth
I made peace with the miscarriage that haunted me most and I honored my lost child
My former pastor, whom baptized me, lost his battle with cancer and passed away
I began treatment with a new therapist
Most of the damage Shawna caused to my familial relationships was repaired
Erick’s pedestal has finally been completely demolished and I see our situation clearly
I got to see Dan’s new band perform live along with a couple other local bands
Researchers and psychiatrists, among others have been stressing how much brain chemistry has to do with Bipolar disorder and its symptoms for quite awhile now. I do agree with them, however, from personal experience and reflection I know that life experiences and my reactions to them can greatly affect the severity and length of my episodes, particularly depressive episodes.
I feel an upswing coming my life and I’m looking forward to it after several months of moderate isolation and a shit-ton of stress.
On this day..
About BipolarChick (599 posts)
I’m a thirty-something bipolar woman, an advanced tech agent with a pay tv provider, tax preparer for a local charity, current Tulsa inhabitant, and I’m one credit shy of an Associate Degree in Liberal Arts. I’m working on recovery from self-injury and working toward stabilizing my bipolar symptoms. Recovery is very important to me. I’ve been mostly single the past few years and plagued by a seemingly never-ending series of jackasses, assholes, and married men. I have no children of my own, but I have lots of nieces and nephews I love to spoil.