There are all kinds of support groups and imformation on the web.
Music
all.
Movies
Harold and Maud.
Television
Supernatural.
Books
We have dreams, They are only reflections, And in these reflections we see ourselves, We can't tell realallity from fiction, This is our mind controlled by our innerself, Then theres our mind trapped behind our eyes, And through our eyes we show affection but can never lie.
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Heroes
All the people that put in countless hours to prevent suicide and help us get past mental illness.
About me: I've been dealing with bipolar disorder most of my life.Around 2000 at the age of 36 I was knocked
out by it.I could barely cross a street cause' I could'nt tell what was real or not real.I've been on meds since then and have to go to my pdoc for the constent changes.I've been writing poetry since I was little,it has always been a good coping skill for me.I hope people caan relate to this site,so they always know that they or not alone.May you find Peace.
Who I'd like to meet: people who can bring peace and harmony to my soul.people who are having problems with bipolar d and need some insight.anyone into the arts i find them wonderful people.
I know what you mean about being knocked off your feet ... it happened to me at 45. I couldn't even find my way across town and I had lived there all of my life.
Beauty is a thing seldom seen No one sees it because no one looks Or at least not in the right place Beauty is held by all Within the soul it lies Waiting to come out to the surface Only it can't Beauty is suppressed by the evils of the world Only love can bring beauty out Once seen Beauty never hides again Not even hatred can deny beauty Of it's true design Beauty although possessed by all Will only ever be truly seen by few And fewer yet will never see One of the most beautiful sights The beauty held by you.
thanks for the poem that you posted to the site, i read your story and it's similar to mine, in terms of getting 'knocked out' as you say. that is a good way of putting it actually. anyway, i've been recovering ever since and it happened in 2004, totally lost my mind, so scary. i am 35 now and am starting to get a hang of things again, very slowly , very one day at a time ! thanks for sharing your story, i feel less alone :)
thanks for the add! your page looks cool, and i like how you are reaching out to others! if you have a poem you'd like to submit, i will post it on my website. anyway, take care, with love, kathryn :)
