Yep, in case you didn't know it, I am bipolar. Bipolar/depressive with anxiety, to be exact.
The diagnosis was made around 6ish years ago and although I've gotten better at managing it, the inevitable, unwanted roller coaster ride happens now and then.
For the most part, it's not so bad. Except for the ignorant people.No, I'm not going to go postal and kill you. Well, unless you don't shut up with the stupid insults and even more stupid comments.
For the record, there is NO such thing as a "disability" because NO ONE can do ANYTHING perfectly. I don't see you "normal" people out there doing a Lance Armstrong, debating President Obama or vying for one of Ah-nold's old titles.
If you are going to use a word at all, try "differently abled". As in, we still do things, just differently. Although technically, that describes 100% of the world. People and animal alike.
For example, I've got a cat who just keeps trying to do things no matter how many times he fails. This cat technically shouldn't be able to do things like jump up on the ceiling rafters or jump to the floor without accidentally breaking his legs. He doesn't seem to understand that he's "disabled".
His brother, on the other hand, doesn't even TRY. He is cute as pie but sits there, meowing pathetically for assistance (which he gives kisses for). Yet he is the "normal" one.
Helen Keller did more than most "normal" people. She found a way, even though she went through a lot! Does that mean she's "normal" and the people who pitied her are "disabled"?
Don't pity, feel sorry or ashamed for someone. Man, woman, child or animal. Maybe they are living a better life and are happier, more loved than you are.
We've all seen the "poor disabled kid", confined to a wheelchair. Yet how many of us focus on how LOVED that little rascal is? Their families often go out of their way to shower them with love WITHOUT limiting them. They are often more encouraged to go out and make their mark in the world than "normal" children.
Why pity that?! Pity yourself for not seeing the shining light that they are and can be!
Sure, do something nice for them and their families but not because you feel like you "have" to help. Give me a break. Maybe they can help YOU somehow.
Before making a nasty remark about breaking my knees so I will LOOK disabled, you should break the nasty, black glass from around your heart.
You are no better than me because you are "normal". At least I acknowledge my issues and try to either balance them out or implement a process to manage them. Your facade of perfection is just that: a facade.
There you go. My "postal rampage". As the Lolkittens say, "RAWR! I iz deadlies, right?"
Wishing you much peace, happiness and success,
As terrible as it is though, there is a silver lining in this. If you've been with me a while, you already knew that was coming, right? LOL
