This is a blog about my journey with bipolar disorder. I was diagnosed spring of 2011 and was admitted into a mental health hospital a month before my wedding. I struggled greatly for the next year and a half going on and off meds, experimenting with different forms of therapy and was readmitted to the hospital at the end of 2012. Since then I have been learning how to re-live my life. Seeing a wise, supportive, kind therapist once a week and emerging myself into Dialectical Behavioural Therapy are 2 of many ways that are helping me recover. I have found deep comfort and much strength in mindfulness practices, taught to me from DBT.

This blog is my way of allowing you to see into the life of someone who suffers from bipolar, depression and extreme anxiety. I want to own my story, and help defeat the stigma. I hope you find some comfort in knowing you are not alone, or learn more about mental illness through the writings of my blog.

Friday, 30 November 2012

sleep

So last night I slept from 11-5!! And then slept some more until 7ish! My nurse encouraged me to do some "ritualistic" things that mean bedtime, so my body would prepare itself to sleep. So I put my laptop away at 9 and stopped reading/thinking/praying at that time too because I get SOOO energized from those things. I waited till I was ready to sleep to put my pajamas on, brush my teeth, wash my face, and then I played a body relaxation CD. And I slept!

I am going home tomorrow for the first time since coming here and am excited/nervous/curious as to whats going to happen. If things go well, I am allowed to stay overnight, which means I'll most likely be in Church on Sunday. And then I need to come back here Sunday sometime, for another week(ish), depending on how things keep progressing.

Tonight, I just want to leave you with 2 quotes that resonated with my spirit this evening....

"To know anything fully is always to hold that part of it which is still mysterious and unknowable" Richard Rohr

"You were within, but I was without. You were with me, but I was not with you. So you called, you shouted, you broke my deafness, you flared, blazed and banished my blindness, you lavished your fragrance and I gasped" - St. Augstine
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