Tag Archives: Homeostasis

Erasing my self

“There is a silence where hath been no sound.
There is a silence where no sound may be—
in the cold grave, under the deep deep sea.”
— From Thomas Hood’s poem “Silence”

Between the devil and the deep blue sea [reissued post, with musical afterword]

Odysseus had to navigate between the two destructive forces — a ferocious six-headed sea monster and a downward spiraling maelstrom. If you read the Odyssey and work through the analogy there are similarities to navigating between mania and depression. [This is a reissued version of my first post. A reader referred me to a George Harrison song, which I felt was a useful addition and so added it to the end.]

This is your brain. This is your depressed brain. THIS is your MANIC brain.

Bipolar disorder strongly affects the brain’s neurochemistry and, our best guess at this point, can create brain damage, probably dependent on how many or the extremity of the episodes that we’ve have. My brain has been burned by too much hypomania. I used to be impressively smart. Now I’m down to about 80% of what I started out with, probably just “smart.” And it can’t be undone, or at least entirely undone. I was hypomanic for years at a time. It felt marvelous at the time. But, hypomanic as I was, even so I would have listened to the following information, especially the graphic pictures.

The yin yang of Snoopy

I made this for a different post and didn’t use it, but I like it so I’m gonna hang it up here anyway.

Living against the grain – Doing the opposite of what we feel like doing

With bipolar disorder, whenever you feel strongly compelled to do something, truly inspired to pursue a relationship, salivate over a potential purchase — just don’t. That way lies danger. And the reverse – when you feel like you can’t live one moment longer, if you don’t have the energy to get out of bed, and when you genuinely do not care about brushing your teeth or even world peace, it is time to get up and out of the chair and out the front door.

Her Cache

Quixotic tilts at a morass of information

Sableyes

Sabbles woz 'ere

Anonymously Autistic

#ActuallyAutistic - An Aspie obsessed with writing. This site is intend to inspire through sharing stories & experiences. The opinions of the writers are their own. I am just an Autistic woman - NOT a medical professional.

Healing Consortium

Wellness & Wisdom

The Bipolar Dance

My journey from hell and back and back again with bipolar disorder

Birth of a New Brain

A Writer Healing from Postpartum Bipolar Disorder (Bipolar, Peripartum Onset)

bi[polar] curious

poppycock from the bipolar spectrum

rachelmankowitz

The Cricket Pages

Shawn L. Bird

Original poetry, commentary, and fiction. All copyrights reserved.