Comments on: Mania: the dangerously alluring side of Bi-Polar

By: Ethelreda

Ethelreda — Fri, 11 Jun 2010 18:16:45 +0000

Oh, dear, I understand you, I’m a bi-polar too. I take a good medicine for that, but sometimes, you know, is unpredictable.

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By: Lya

Lya — Wed, 13 May 2009 05:42:54 +0000

suddenly i feel like some one understands what i’m going through! as of yet i’m un diagnosed because i haven’t had the ability to get to a doctor, let alone a psychiatrist. but i know i need to soon, as my highs are staying the same, but my lows are getting dangerously lower.
thank you very much for writting this.
I have 2 question thoughs, other then medication, has your psychiatrist suggested anything for you?
and, What kind of side effects are you experiencing from medication(if you are taking it).

thanks again, take care.

By: Cacau

Cacau — Sat, 31 Jan 2009 23:26:24 +0000

I’m a psychologist student and my father has maniac-depression, which is genetic and I know will hit me sometime soon.

What scares me is that lots of diagnosis are being given way too fast and lots of doctors’ve been acting like personality and feelings were disease.

Sometimes they give medicine to people who are not on a serious case and can improve with therapy and some of this medicines have horrible side-effects.

It’s a shame pharmacy’s been ruling a lot of lives…

On the other side, it’s a shame sometimes people don’t take this stuff serious and think the bi-polar or the depressed are just claiming for spotlights….

When my father started to take his medicine his body reacted with euphoria.
It was the most stressful time to my whole family, he spent money we didn’t have and almost had serious car-crashes ’cause he was acting like King of the Road.

Euphoric people can hurt themselves as badly as depressed people and it worries me that lots of bi-polars are diagnosed as depressive only and then, when they feel “happy”, no one cares anymore….

Bi-polar has lots of intensities… some people have less depression, some people have less euphoria.

I think what matters most is that we are not our diagnostics. We are a whole lot more.
Still, the disorders don’t need to be always seen in a negative way.
They are part of ourselves too, a way of expression and sometimes a way of showing that society is not as perfect as it pretends to be.

I wish society would be more aware of all mental-disorders, without all the glamor they like to add and without all the catastrophic tone they give it.

Depressed, bi-polar, anxious and even schizophrenic – people are people.

Sry about english mistakes! Not my main lenguage!

I liked the post a lot. (I’ve been liking the blog a lot, spoted it today and been reading like crazy, ha!)

It’s good to see someone tell people they have bi-polar diagnostic, ’cause we have enough people in world playing super-hero and it’s just not healthy!

Hope my bad english won’t make misundestandigs!

By: Elrodien

Elrodien — Fri, 02 Jan 2009 12:06:14 +0000

wow…it’s a popular problem among the deerlings then…during childhood i have always kept quiet about my mood swings, i would curl up in a ball in a corner of my room and when i would dare to look at my smiling face in the mirror i would recon that that person over there is not me…it was too creepy! When i started to let muself loose and be more open about my feelings it became a bit easier…i just take it out on creating and destructing and vice versa :P there are times that my dreams of excellence in interior design become too much to take in…it has become even easier the last 3months that I’ve been practising tai chi (wu style to be exact) and i hope it will only get better.
sometimes i fear that i will eventually lose the love and care of my loved ones…