I have Bipolar Disorder, Therefore I am Brave

“You can’t be brave if you have only had wonderful things happen to you.” ~Mary Tyler Moore.

I have bipolar disorder, therefore I am brave.

I have suicidal thoughts and sometimes I do not want to be saved.

When I must face danger, I leave or disassociate.

When I need to face my fears, I am too afraid.

When I have too many struggles, sometimes I feel like I cannot and will not survive.

When there are too many obstacles in my way, sometimes I shut down and cannot move.

When I can’t get out of bed, I don’t.

When I can’t move, I’m frozen.

When I have lost all hope, I give up.

When I give up, I can’t put one foot in front of the other.

When I feel like crying, I do.

When I can’t smile, I don’t.

When I feel like yelling, I do.

When I can’t laugh, I cry.

When I am depressed, I feel like I have died.

When I want to be alone, I isolate myself for days.

When I don’t have the ability to take a shower, I don’t.

When I feel like dying, sometimes I truly want to be dead.

When I am afraid, I pray.

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I have bipolar disorder, therefore I am brave.

Instead of suicide, my life I have decided to save.

When I face danger, I open the door and see what’s inside.

When I must face my fears, I conquer them.

When I have struggles, I survive them.

When obstacles are in my way, I overcome them.

When I don’t want to get out of bed, I find the strength deep inside myself to get up.

When I can’t move, I find a way to stand up tall.

When I don’t want to walk, I put one foot in front of the other.

When don’t want to face another day, I take one moment at a time.

When I feel like crying, I smile.

When I can’t smile, I fake it.

When I feel like yelling, I laugh.

When I can’t laugh, I make a joyful noise.

When I want to be alone, I surround myself with people.

When I am afraid, I pray.

When I feel like dying, I choose to live another day.

My daughter has had to live with me, a single mom with bipolar disorder and PTSD, never knowing fully what to expect with me, therefore my daughter Alexia is the bravest and strongest and most resilient person I know.

She is my hero. Despite the many obstacles and struggles she has had to live with and overcome, she has persevered and survived becoming a very strong, courageous, wise beyond her years, good, kind, amazing and beautiful young woman. I am very proud of you Alexia. I love you.

I have bipolar disorder, therefore I am brave.

My daughter lives with a single bipolar mom, therefore she is much braver than I will ever be.

My three children have a mom with bipolar disorder, therefore they are the bravest people I know.

I am very proud of all of my children and I love them beyond any words I can convey.

I have bipolar disorder and God walking beside me holding my hand through it all, therefore I have nothing to fear.

I must remember that and…

I must pray.


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4 comments

    • Thank you very much and you are welcome too. I am happy you liked my post and could relate to it. My youngest daughter is the bravest girl I know because she had to live with me during my worst episodes of bipolar and my two older children did not go through as much as she did. Hugs and blessings, Sue

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