Bipolar Bliss n' Blues

This is my personal fufillment/journal diary blog. I am bi-polar and sometimes its a little hard to sort out all that craziness, the feelings, the rush of emotions. This is my sanctuary. Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose. Lets see if I grow up to BE someone! Or... fade into the background like a wilted orchid. Once beautiful, now overshadowed by others in vibrance and ambition. Like minded souls, let us share in each others wisdom, celebrate life's victories, and support each other whenever we stumble.















Showing posts with label introspection. Show all posts
Showing posts with label introspection. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

People Say I'm Crazy Trailer


There's a movie I want to See

It's marketed as, "The only film about schizophrenia ever made by someone with schizophrenia." I'm excited to see it. I'm excited for others to see it. This is real life! This is 10 years in the life of John Cadigan, from the time he had his first psychotic break when he was 21, into his years of the recovery process. A Beautiful Mind was a great film, but it was NOT a documentary. It was based on a real person, but it was given the 100 million dollar hollywood treatment. I don't think there is a lot of whitewashing, smoothing over-details, fact fudging found here. Its raw.

Call me Crazy, Call me Whatever You Want. I'm Good with It

Revel in your craziness. Don't try to fight it. Your fucking "crazy" right?


If we define crazy as observing behaviors outside of the societal view of what it normal and appropriate, than we are ALL crazy. My craziness makes me unique. My craziness is hyper thoughts, irrational feelings, impulsive behavior, inability to understand/comprehend/concentrate due to emotional/mood deterrences, wreckless passion, ability to think outside the box, remembering stupid little details about something/someone/somewhere that don't matter to anyone else but me- or my trivia night team. Etc. You can kind of get the idea. All these things that are part of who I am and what I do could very easily get me labeled "crazy." We are judged so often by what we think, feel and say; how we dress, our height, various physical attributes; our friends, the people we hang around, the activities we enjoy. When I catch myself doing this, I want to punch myself. Who the hell are we to judge, label and categorize what we think is "normal"? We all do different things! No one is the same (thank god!). People doing things we don't understand- well, chalk it up to ignorance, on their part AND my part. Can't we just say the crazy person is just kind of weird?

       

 Yes and No. Does it work the other way around? The Weird person is just crazy? I don't like that. I don't think it works. If your weird, than your weird. I like to think of it as quirky. I feel like you have more control over yourself when you are weird. When you are CRAZY however, It is that lack of control that defines your behavior, thoughts and actions. For me, CRAZY= out of control. Beyond my own help.

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Breastmilk vs. Cowmilk Cheese: The Aftermath

Would you like some Breast with that cheese?

Man makes Breast-Milk Cheese. Women, not so happy with the recipe. The general consensus seems to be, "Ew Gross," or "her husband is such a jerk for exploiting his wife and her abundance of breast milk." Making the cheese out of breast-milk can be seen as frivilous, weird, or kinda creepy, I'll admit, but some women make A LOT of breast milk and its just kind of hanging out in the fridge. Would you rather waste the stuff and chuck it, or maybe, put it to good use?

Saturday, March 6, 2010

When the Ex comes Back....

The Ex is back. The insomnia continues, and hurricane Hillary has left many men behind in her fury. They are a bit tired and confused about what. just. happened. She assures them that nothing has happened. They went along for the ride even though she told them she was rather fucked up. If hearts were broken in the process, she did warn of impending destruction. Only recently has her heart reopened up and recently it was slammed shut again. Foolish love for foolish hearts. But to be a fool in love is a beautiful thing- if you can ever get there.

"If My Heart was a House... then You would be home.."
-Owl City, If My Heart Was a House
I guess, in most cases, especially with my ex... his heart is not a home that I am invited to very often, The door is always open within my heart home. You just might have to be persistent and knock on it forever until it opens.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Food For thought

Took a test on askmarsvenus.com and here are the results:

You may feel as though you have a bull’s-eye on your back that says, “Calling all commitmentphobes!” – but here’s the thing:
the law of attraction is a powerful concept.
If you believe that commitmentphobes are the only kind of people who find you, you’re more likely to draw them into your life.
It’s perfectly acceptable to be discerning, to turn down a date with someone because you get a commitmentphobe vibe, to say no to the commitmentphobe who keeps popping back into your life. (like the ex-boyfriend that broke your heart... move AWAY please!)

You don’t have to try so hard to make a relationship appear out of thin air, and you don’t have to assume that just because someone comes into your life it’s a situation or relationship that’s meant to be.
-(i agree w/ the concept a relationship should be easy. Especially in the begining. Why bother getting to know someone on a deeper level when he/she causes you anxiety during the first few months of your relationship? Later, if you bothered to stick with them, you are inevitably going to hit a lot of "love bumps." How else are you supposed to get to know someone and love them for who they are? I don't want to keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. DROP it now, right in front of me, and we'll see how we do. Hey, I'll drop mine on the first date. There are no secrets with me besides what I hide from myself...)