I strongly believe that when we endure suffering of any kind, we have an opportunity to help others through our own pain. Now, I will admit that when I’m in the middle of suffering, helping others is the last thing that’s on my mind. Sometimes, we help others and don’t even know it and other times we take steps to turn our pain into something good.
Ask A Bipolar?
Well MamaBear, I've got to be honest...it was actually your site that got the hamsters running upstairs. (Picture them driving around in little Kias through my brain.) After reading the post where Erika explained how it felt to rage, then reading everyone's comments, I was inspired. I thought to myself, "Self....wouldn't it be awesome if people could have a place to go to ask other people with bipolar questions." (It's a day of mental pictures, cuz I'm totally picturing myself in a Window's 7 commercial!) And so I got in touch with Erika and asked if she'd be interested in doing posts like that on a regular basis. She loved the idea! And thus...Ask a Bipolar.
I just want to help people understand this illness better. I want them to know that they aren’t alone in their suffering, whether it be because they too suffer from the illness or because they know someone else who is. I want to help educate them and let them know that someone gets it!
Two actually, but we were lucky enough to find two awesome people to help us answer them!
The biggest challenge so far has been gaining support from the larger organizations. Some are more than happy to help, but others shy away because of the length of time we’ve been around. It’s very frustrating.
It’s a book about a sixteen year old girl struggling through life riding the coat tails of her bipolar brother while also coping with her bipolar mother. Though a break up with her boyfriend starts the ball rolling, one bad choice (or three) from her brother could possibly ruin her life forever. As it is in her nature, she takes it upon her self to right his wrongs (as some bipolar siblings tend to do) and make sure both his life and hers get back on track. The problem is, she’s pretty sick of his crap. She has to decide to just move on and suffer the consequences his actions have had on her, or continue to clean up his messes in order to get her life back.
Earlier this year I saw a tweet from an agent that stated she wish she saw more books about teen mental health. It was something I’d considered writing about before, but didn’t think there would be much of a market for it. So I posted on my blog asking what other people thought of this idea. The overwhelming response made the decision for me. I sat on it for a few more months and one day the story just popped into my head.
Reminding myself that even though I’m on meds, I’m not always going to feel better. Sometimes it’s very frustrating to be taking my meds regularly and still feel like life has no meaning. After all, I’m doing what I’m supposed to be doing...shouldn’t I feel 100% better? But unfortunately it just doesn’t work that way.
Wine...lots and lots of wine. Ok, well not THAT much wine. Actually I just happen to have an amazingly understanding husband. He helps me sort out my priorities and supports all my adventures. My son does consume much of my time, but it’s getting better...for now :)
Absolutely! I wouldn’t be who I am if I didn’t have bipolar. I wouldn’t have made all the horrible mistakes I made and learned all the valuable lessons that I learned. I wouldn’t be nearly as good at parenting my bipolar child, and I would have never even considered starting this website!
Thank you Marybeth for visiting my site on your blog tour! If you want to hear more from Marybeth, check out her links below. Maybe you have a few questions you can ask her yourself!