June 02, 2004
Today I got a speech
Today I got a speech from a friend of my mother that I needed to relax. Some NEW AGE person with the theory that I could RELAX while I wanted to shoot him for telling me that I looked strained. No, sorry here the bipolar was NOT understood.
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Posted by ersol on June 2, 2004 07:09 PM
keep up the fight-- you are not alone! (though I quite understand you may feel that way)
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DATE: 6/2/2004 06:45:40 AM
Posted by: Patrick at June 2, 2004 08:24 PM
The way that I feel about this subject is the sme way. In some ways, that makes it much worse than what it is because I want the person I am with to feel the way that I do, healing within pleasure. But it is not like that and it seems to make things worse when we are done. That is why most of the time, I don't even feel like I want to do anything cause I know it hurts my heart sort of speak.
Posted by: Anonymous at June 23, 2004 08:06 AM
Well I learned something from you in this post. My youngest cousin (of 18) is bipolar and has adhd. She moved here with her mom from Delaware about 5 years ago. She was 20 and coming into life beyond school, working at a grocery store, going to counseling........and becoming a wild sex starved maniac.....that's what I thought. Didn't know about her being bipolar, just the adhd. She was doing her bf from the meat dept (how Freudian) and cheated on him with his boss, just a quickie just once, just for the hell of it. And 'the beat goes on'.....her life has been one meaningless, or on the surface meaningful til she left the relationship, guy after guy after guy, sex, sex, sex. She's had her next guy lined up every time she breaks it off with the old. Trouble is she married this last one and now wants her mommy to come help her throw him out. Mommy says she's old enough to marry him without talking about it she's old enough to tell him to leave. And I'm sure my cuz has another guy in the wings.Thank you for explaining tht this is not just a 'joy-ride, after joy-ride' for her but a means of forgetting and healing. I wish I could share this with her mother, but it's not my place and everytime I get involved I end up being put between a rock and a hard place and I'm not going there again. It's between them.Thanks for the insight, and cudo's on the courage to share your feelings about such a personal and private area of life.Thanks, Judy
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DATE: 6/1/2004 08:27:19 PM
Posted by: Judy in AZ at August 14, 2004 02:02 PM