i'm glad to hear that. sinceramente te digo, si sea posible ser sincero después de todo ese lío horrible.
and lately (since feb/march), tus palabras me quedan 'speechless'. pues es obvio que no nos entendemos para nada. o bien, no nos entendemos en los asuntos que mas valen. ¿cómo empezar en camino que no tiene destino?
bueno, pos, para explicarte pa' que sepas que no pienso que mis opiniones valen verga, te doy esto:
en estos momentos, mis pensamientos de ti me sirven exactamente para hacer lo que me estas diciendo: self-reflection. tal vez no puedas ver que me incluye el uso de la tercera persona y tercera persona plural. sé muy bien que mis criterios fallan en el caso de la sarah real. pero en el caso de lo que puedo ganar de todo este situación--menos la enseñanza de ella que a mi me pueda enseñar tal vez en donde fallé--mis criterios defectuosos me sirven muy bien.
así que, aun este monólogo sirve para ayudar en el desarrollo de mis reflexiones.
gracias por la respuesta para clarificar mi error. espero que sigas clarificando los errores que seguiré haciendo en mi proceso de reflexionar.
y que les vaya todo bien con el palomo y la paloma.
¿palomita que haces allí sentadita en la ventana? esperando a mi palomo que vendrá por la mañana da la vuelta y vámonos
¿palomita de ‘onde vienes? vengo de San Juan del Río tápame con tu rebozo que ya me muero de frío da la vuelta y vámonos
si el palomo quisiera hacer un trato conmigo que yo fuera su mujer y el fuera mi marido da la vuelta y vámonos
because you probably won't figure it out on your own/ my personal business is already exposed herebabykee613May 21 2007, 03:51:41 UTC
Understanding Bipolar Disorder -- Symptoms What Are the Symptoms?
The primary symptoms of bipolar disorder are dramatic and unpredictable mood swings. The illness has two strongly contrasting phases.
In the manic phase:
* Euphoria or irritability * Excessive talk; racing thoughts * Inflated self-esteem * Unusual energy; less need for sleep * Impulsiveness, a reckless pursuit of gratification -- shopping sprees, impetuous travel, more and sometimes promiscuous sex, high-risk business investments, fast driving * Hallucinations and or delusions
In the depressive phase:
* Depressed mood and low self-esteem * Low energy levels and apathy * Sadness, loneliness, helplessness, guilt * Slow speech, fatigue, and poor coordination * Insomnia or oversleeping * Suicidal thoughts and feelings * Poor concentration * Lack of interest or pleasure in usual activities
Call Your Doctor If:
* You notice some of these symptoms in a family member. Note: Persons with bipolar disorder often deny anything is wrong, especially in the manic phase. If you are worried about a family member or close friend, a doctor can offer advice on how to handle the situation. * You notice some of these symptoms in yourself.
Because of the stigma still attached to bipolar disorder (and to many other mental diseases), patients are frequently reluctant to acknowledge that anything is amiss, and doctors often fail to recognize the disorder. In addition, the symptoms may sometimes seem to be merely exaggerated versions of normal moods. In any event, research suggests that almost 75% of cases go untreated or are treated inappropriately.
The American Psychiatric Association has established a long list of specific criteria for recognizing the disorder. Evaluation involves investigating the patient's history and any family history of mood swings or suicide. Other disorders must be ruled out -- particularly such childhood problems as school phobia and attention deficit disorder, as well as dementia, schizophrenia, and psychotic states induced solely by alcohol or drugs. Drug or alcohol abuse is common in persons with bipolar disorder and can mask the symptoms, thus complicating diagnosis and treatment. Recognizing and treating any drug abuse is a priority, since it is a strong predictor of suicide, especially in men.
CONTINUED. please read.babykee613May 21 2007, 03:52:57 UTC
Good information to help people understand: I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder about 2 years ago when i was 28. It's taken 2 years and counting to deal with the pain and embarrassment of all the things i did when i was manic. I bought $4000 worth of clothes in 10 minutes, I picked up guys off the street, I made sexual innuendos at just about every guy, I sent letters repeatedly to men who I thought made passes at me (letters went unanswered of course), I made a visit to my alma mater in kentucky and made a complete ass of myself on a panel, i ridiculed my former professors, i lost my boyfriend of 3 years (i viciously attacked him verbally and dumped him), I lost my job (fired), and I lost a whole slew of people who I thought were my real friends. And this is only maybe a quarter of my delusions then.
I had never felt betrayal before until after recovering from md. I know that I angered and scared my friends but what I was really hurt by was how some wouldn't take me back, couldn't accept me. Other friends rose to the occasion and accepted me back with warm arms, but the one person who i thought was my "sister" did not. That still hurts a bit. I hate living with "my secret". Like when I meet new people, they always want to know more about me but for me 2 years of my life were a big fat haze. (Why did you leave your job? Well, I was fired for poor work performance and erratic behavior and irrational thinking that all my coworkers were out to get me). I always want to say that I should be two years younger because i didn't really live those 2 years of md and recovery from it. But it has gotten easier meeting new people, I have realized I only have to share about myself what I want to. I am not obligated to spill my guts to everyone I meet.
Lately, I have been social and it's been great (though no new boyfriend yet). Still though I harbor paranoias that arose from my manic daze when I thought two men were stalking me. I told all my friends I was writing a novel about that. Oh the list of embarrassing things goes on and on. Luckily now they don't linger in me like they used to. My flashbacks used to torture me but thanks to a combo of Luvox and Lithium I got back on track and less obsessive compulsive. Now I am just on lithium and it seems to do the trick. Thank god. I pray to never have another manic episode again.
Sorry if I am rambling. It's late for me and I have an enormous deadline at work that is putting ridiculous amts of pressure on me.
What I'm musing about now is how much of what I did during when I was manic was NOT me? I am reading a book called BIPOLAR DISORDER and it discusses how artists have created while under the spells of mania and how mania uninhibits them as well as gives their brains disassociate thinking patterns which makes it easier to come up with new ideas. When I think about all the stuff I did when I was manic, the bold things I said and did, I do realize that some of it is what I wished I could do normally, some but not all. (oh by the way, in reference to an earlier post - I too was called Satan. My mother said prayers over me - trying to push Satan out. It was very sad and I was so depressed I let her do it. )
Re: CONTINUED. please read.babykee613May 21 2007, 03:53:20 UTC
sexually active at 14, which I still think is young even in this day and age (I'm 33 now and was a teenager in the 80's, boy was THAT fun!). I was always seeking love from without myself and prided myself as being a "true Gemini" (my sun, moon and rising signs are all Gemini, which I put some stock in, but not everything). I was interesting, eclectic, smart, became fairly popular (something I found out through others later in life), and ALWAYS and I mean always had a boyfriend somewhere who I of course love with all of my soul. I was a talented musician who studied piano, acting and singing and was accepted into the High School of the Performing Arts in NYC (of the movie "FAME" fame LOL), but decided through friends that only "flakes" went there. So, I proceeded to slowly stifle my creative self and put all my energy into my social life which was erratic and very painful most of the time, even if it WAS LOADS of fun. I did experiment heavily with mind-altering drugs, mostly mescaline (which I felt revealed the secrets of life to me frequently, but abstractly). Well, I did very poorly in HS, graduating by the skin of my teeth with my teachers (again in
Catholic school) lamenting that I was a genius IQ who didn't care.
I took a year off after HS and an aborted pregnancy (an aside here to my parents who I treated very HORRIBLY throughout my younger years. They were the best thing that ever happened to me and I have been very blessed in my life being surrounded with loving people who really helped when they knew how they could), a wrecked car (drunk driving - my friends didn't think to take the keys from me, thankfully no one was injured but the car), many failed "loves of my life" and a terrible self-esteem. I finally entered college and did extremely well because I WANTED to learn so badly and could choose what I wanted to study. There I met my future and now past husband who was extremely possessive and old-fashioned whereas my true nature is to be a free-spirit and I developed a new obsession: exercise and starving myself.
and lately (since feb/march), tus palabras me quedan 'speechless'. pues es obvio que no nos entendemos para nada. o bien, no nos entendemos en los asuntos que mas valen. ¿cómo empezar en camino que no tiene destino?
bueno, pos, para explicarte pa' que sepas que no pienso que mis opiniones valen verga, te doy esto:
en estos momentos, mis pensamientos de ti me sirven exactamente para hacer lo que me estas diciendo: self-reflection. tal vez no puedas ver que me incluye el uso de la tercera persona y tercera persona plural. sé muy bien que mis criterios fallan en el caso de la sarah real. pero en el caso de lo que puedo ganar de todo este situación--menos la enseñanza de ella que a mi me pueda enseñar tal vez en donde fallé--mis criterios defectuosos me sirven muy bien.
así que, aun este monólogo sirve para ayudar en el desarrollo de mis reflexiones.
gracias por la respuesta para clarificar mi error. espero que sigas clarificando los errores que seguiré haciendo en mi proceso de reflexionar.
y que les vaya todo bien con el palomo y la paloma.
¿palomita que haces allí
sentadita en la ventana?
esperando a mi palomo
que vendrá por la mañana
da la vuelta y vámonos
¿palomita de ‘onde vienes?
vengo de San Juan del Río
tápame con tu rebozo
que ya me muero de frío
da la vuelta y vámonos
si el palomo quisiera
hacer un trato conmigo
que yo fuera su mujer
y el fuera mi marido
da la vuelta y vámonos
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What Are the Symptoms?
The primary symptoms of bipolar disorder are dramatic and unpredictable mood swings. The illness has two strongly contrasting phases.
In the manic phase:
* Euphoria or irritability
* Excessive talk; racing thoughts
* Inflated self-esteem
* Unusual energy; less need for sleep
* Impulsiveness, a reckless pursuit of gratification -- shopping sprees, impetuous travel, more and sometimes promiscuous sex, high-risk business investments, fast driving
* Hallucinations and or delusions
In the depressive phase:
* Depressed mood and low self-esteem
* Low energy levels and apathy
* Sadness, loneliness, helplessness, guilt
* Slow speech, fatigue, and poor coordination
* Insomnia or oversleeping
* Suicidal thoughts and feelings
* Poor concentration
* Lack of interest or pleasure in usual activities
Call Your Doctor If:
* You notice some of these symptoms in a family member. Note: Persons with bipolar disorder often deny anything is wrong, especially in the manic phase. If you are worried about a family member or close friend, a doctor can offer advice on how to handle the situation.
* You notice some of these symptoms in yourself.
Because of the stigma still attached to bipolar disorder (and to many other mental diseases), patients are frequently reluctant to acknowledge that anything is amiss, and doctors often fail to recognize the disorder. In addition, the symptoms may sometimes seem to be merely exaggerated versions of normal moods. In any event, research suggests that almost 75% of cases go untreated or are treated inappropriately.
The American Psychiatric Association has established a long list of specific criteria for recognizing the disorder. Evaluation involves investigating the patient's history and any family history of mood swings or suicide. Other disorders must be ruled out -- particularly such childhood problems as school phobia and attention deficit disorder, as well as dementia, schizophrenia, and psychotic states induced solely by alcohol or drugs. Drug or alcohol abuse is common in persons with bipolar disorder and can mask the symptoms, thus complicating diagnosis and treatment. Recognizing and treating any drug abuse is a priority, since it is a strong predictor of suicide, especially in men.
another site: http://mentalhelp.net/poc/view_doc.php?type=doc&id=11193&cn=4
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I had never felt betrayal before until after recovering from md. I know that I angered and scared my friends but what I was really hurt by was how some wouldn't take me back, couldn't accept me. Other friends rose to the occasion and accepted me back with warm arms, but the one person who i thought was my "sister" did not. That still hurts a bit. I hate living with "my secret". Like when I meet new people, they always want to know more about me but for me 2 years of my life were a big fat haze. (Why did you leave your job? Well, I was fired for poor work performance and erratic behavior and irrational thinking that all my coworkers were out to get me). I always want to say that I should be two years younger because i didn't really live those 2 years of md and recovery from it. But it has gotten easier meeting new people, I have realized I only have to share about myself what I want to. I am not obligated to spill my guts to everyone I meet.
Lately, I have been social and it's been great (though no new boyfriend yet). Still though I harbor paranoias that arose from my manic daze when I thought two men were stalking me. I told all my friends I was writing a novel about that. Oh the list of embarrassing things goes on and on. Luckily now they don't linger in me like they used to. My flashbacks used to torture me but thanks to a combo of Luvox and Lithium I got back on track and less obsessive compulsive. Now I am just on lithium and it seems to do the trick. Thank god. I pray to never have another manic episode again.
Sorry if I am rambling. It's late for me and I have an enormous deadline at work that is putting ridiculous amts of pressure on me.
What I'm musing about now is how much of what I did during when I was manic was NOT me? I am reading a book called BIPOLAR DISORDER and it discusses how artists have created while under the spells of mania and how mania uninhibits them as well as gives their brains disassociate thinking patterns which makes it easier to come up with new ideas. When I think about all the stuff I did when I was manic, the bold things I said and did, I do realize that some of it is what I wished I could do normally, some but not all. (oh by the way, in reference to an earlier post - I too was called Satan. My mother said prayers over me - trying to push Satan out. It was very sad and I was so depressed I let her do it. )
How do you all think about your manic daze?
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sexually active at 14, which I still think is young even in this day and age (I'm 33 now and was a teenager in the 80's, boy was THAT fun!). I was always seeking love from without myself and prided myself as being a "true Gemini" (my sun, moon and rising signs are all Gemini, which I put some stock in, but not everything). I was interesting, eclectic, smart, became fairly popular (something I found out through others later in life), and ALWAYS and I mean always had a boyfriend somewhere who I of course love with all of my soul. I was a talented musician who studied piano, acting and singing and was accepted into the High School of the Performing Arts in NYC (of the movie "FAME" fame LOL), but decided through friends that only "flakes" went there. So, I proceeded to slowly stifle my creative self and put all my energy into my social life which was erratic and very painful most of the time, even if it WAS LOADS of fun. I did experiment heavily with mind-altering drugs, mostly mescaline (which I felt revealed the secrets of life to me frequently, but abstractly). Well, I did very poorly in HS, graduating by the skin of my teeth with my teachers (again in
Catholic school) lamenting that I was a genius IQ who didn't care.
I took a year off after HS and an aborted pregnancy (an aside here to my parents who I treated very HORRIBLY throughout my younger years. They were the best thing that ever happened to me and I have been very blessed in my life being surrounded with loving people who really helped when they knew how they could), a wrecked car (drunk driving - my friends didn't think to take the keys from me, thankfully no one was injured but the car), many failed "loves of my life" and a terrible self-esteem. I finally entered college and did extremely well because I WANTED to learn so badly and could choose what I wanted to study. There I met my future and now past husband who was extremely possessive and old-fashioned whereas my true nature is to be a free-spirit and I developed a new obsession: exercise and starving myself.
more stories here: http://www.mhsanctuary.com/bipolar/story2.htm
if you ever decide to try and understand me better.
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