My name is Brett, and I suffer from Bipolar Affective Disorder. Our parents would have called it Manic Depression. Their parents probably would have locked me away and suggested electro-shock therapy or a good old fashioned exorcism.
This “condition” is as much a part of my life as my wife and my children, so to sum it up in a single blog post would not be fair to ‘it’, or me.
I will not be filling your heads with stats or figures. I will not be boring you with endless quotes from ‘celebrity’ sufferers like Russel Brand, Kurt Cobain and Carrie Fisher (yes friends, Princess Leia was bipolar!).
This will be a personal approach to a very personal story. My story.
One of the most difficult aspects of this illness is trying to describe to people what it “feels” like. I find it even more difficult than trying to explain my colour blindness, trying to explain what I see. I will try my best to describe what I feel.
Helping you to understand will, at the same time, help me to understand. I am learning more about this illness everyday. I realise that this is a marathon, not a sprint, and we will be together until we hit the finish line.
Over the weeks to come, I will go a little deeper. I will try to explain exactly what this illness is, from a human perspective, rather than a clinical one. The highs, the lows and the middles. How it affects my life and the lives of those around me. I will go through the various treatments, medical or otherwise that I have been through. I will share my fears and hopes for the future, a future that is hard to see sometimes.
This will be an important leg of my bipolar journey, and I am happy that you will be sharing it with me.
Oh, and go and check out my Wife's blog. She wrote about our "Secret" a little while ago. Here is the story from her perspective.
Peace & Love,