He passed away the night before my 21st birthday, and just days before I had a psychotic relapse.
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Part 4: Living with a diagnosis of Bipolar Affective Disorder
For me my mental health is like a muscle. Sometimes it needs to tear in order to grow stronger, and more stable.
Part 3b: Sleepless highs
I would toss and turn, listen to music, attempt meditation techniques. Nothing helped. It then came to my attention that perhaps sleep was no longer necessary for me. After all, I didn’t feel tired at any point throughout the night. My thoughts were getting faster and faster and I felt good.
Part 3a: Sleepless highs
I drank a lot of alcohol. However, I felt incredible, and I felt confident, strong and unstoppable. I was what people would describe in the social context, as ‘on form’.
Part 2: Confusion in paradise
I was beyond reasoning with. I was irrational. And ultimately I was psychotic. This was serious.