With her shoulders drooping, she walked, each step laboured as she drifted aimlessly. Head bent forward, eyes on the ground and lost in her own world. And her world was not a pleasant place right now. “What is there for…
This journey is not easy but it’s worthwhile
I took one step forward in the shallow water Tentatively seeking the soil beneath my feet The next step took me deeper Was the other side too far across? For swim I cannot, had to trust the water’s depth My…
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The year that has gone by…..
Looking back , reminiscing.. you all would agree that we have all had our ups and downs this past year. Our own big or small trials and triumphs. But on the whole don’t you think this has been a very…
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Bipolar and Fitness
I have come a long way from being a prime contestant for the ‘Laziest Person On The Planet’ Contest during my teens. Oh yeah, I was that tardy towards attempting any exercise which could be done away with. Well,…
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Feeling Good Hacks
“Happiness lies within”. Right? Of course. However, we Bipolars need our own bag of tricks to ward off the blues/stay upbeat. Each one of us has her/his pet escapes or methods of uplifting one’s spirits. Some binge on chocolate, others spend time…
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Was it Really the Lost Decade?
The decade of the blues, the lost decade..labels, merely labels. May 2003 to now. The cut off date, the life before and after, until now, cut clean by a sharp knife. As easy as that? A very simplistic view of…
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Small Joys Make For A Life Of Happiness
I chose to make yesterday a bit different from what was getting to be a monotonous routine. Yes, even a writer/author/blogger can get into a rut! I opted to do ten things that would make me feel happier than I…
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Distressed Mind..Disturbed Mind..Relaxed Mind…
There was this upheaval yesterday evening. I became aware of developments that have an adverse, material impact on a project I am passionately involved in. That this happened late in the evening ensured it simmered in my mind until bedtime without resolution. At this juncture I prefer not…
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A Suitcase That Changed My Life
I had taken the usual path for my morning walk. On the way I saw the park which I came across daily but had never visited. For a change I decided to venture in. Although it was open to visitors,…
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‘You have poor communication skills’, the Doctor said to me.
It was the year 2003, I had still not recovered from the Manic episode that had landed me in Hospital a few months earlier. The drugs and the initial inability to cope with Bipolar had bamboozled my mind. Extremely high…
