That's the truth! I always seem to find ways of putting myself right where there is possibility of exactly that, but somehow usually manage to stay safe and unharmed. Someone greater than me is looking out for me, of that I am certain.
Hey, My heart goes out to you. I can relate. I'm Bipolar also. They diagnosed me as manic-depressive years ago, but it still took years for a diagnosis. I'm doing much better these days, but still have my highs and lows. The combination of Lexapro and Abilify has been the greatest help. I've tried a lot of different medication combos, and I have to say that just adding Abilify has helped me greatly!
My furbabies are everything to me. They're always near. I have two terrier-mix little girls. I wouldn't even want to think of what life would be like without them. They may be dogs, but they're good for hugs, cuddling, and talking to. They've been with me through thick and thin. You're so right, they are definitely perceptive. They know when you need extra attention, and they know when to keep an eye out for you. They are definitely a blessing from God.
If you ever need to talk or just rant, feel free to write me. I hope you're feeling better.
LeJenD, you're not by yourself. I've battled depression in cycles throughout my life so far. I think in some ways, it's hereditary. As an adult, I have become convinced, that my Mom had undiagnosed Bipolar Disorder. When she was feeling "good," she'd take my brother and me to "the big town" to play all day. When she was feeling "bad," I had my hands full counseling her for hours. Who knew that wasn't a teenager's job?
Poetry has become such a balm for my soul. The depression is still there, but it seems to bring some level of relief when I put my feelings down in a poem. Amazingly enough, some of my best poetry has been written when I was depressed. The Lord has graciously given me the gift of poetry.
BTW, dogs are quite perceptive animals. Mine is lying on the floor near me as I write. I think she's a gift from God, too.
It's a nice crisp, chilly March morning. The thermometer reads 30°F but the sun is shining so brightly it is almost blinding. I won't venture outside for a while yet, as I prefer the warmth the house has to offer. Instead, I watch the world from my living room window. Birds and squirrels are gaily going about the business of gathering and eating their breakfast. Our old American flag is swaying in the wind from its perch on one of our porch columns and the windchimes are ting-ding-dinging as the wind blows them around. The cats and dog are inside with me and are likewise enjoying the warmth the heated house has to offer. The world seems quiet and peaceful right now, in contrast to the way the media paints everything when I turn on the news. I'm glad the chaos hasn't found its way here yet. Everyone deserves a place where they can have some peace, and in moments like this, that is exactly what I have. It has been a manic few days and I'm wondering when I'll crash. I doubt it will be today. I'm already feeling the pull to get up and get something, anything done. But, I'm going to try to sit here ignoring that pull and enjoying the peace as long as I can. Lord knows it'll get hectic as soon as I do get started with my day. May you all find and be able to enjoy that moment of peace in your day as well.
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