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Just to let you know I don't post my books and things on the net in hopes of being rich. The reason is. "I am a person with Bipolar Disorder" and they're are a lot of great minds on the "Famous Bipolar" list that died penniless. If I do the same it's no big deal but having a form of mental Illness I would love to get my name on the Bipolar list also one day. Preferably while I'm still living so I can make sure they spelled it right ↗
#bipolar-disorder #bipolar-life #mental-illness #psychology #life
How we perceive, feel about and respond to people and situations is far more guided by the lessons of early childhood than we would like to believe. We may be adults, chronologically and physically, but too often the youngest parts of our personality are invisibly, yet actively, living our lives. ↗
Though our hourglass runs, one day it shall not, but then our eternity hourglass begins with never ending sands, what mantle do you want to set your hourglass of eternal life upon? This in your choice to make, no one but you can make that decision. So think wisely and live honorable, for your actions will choice the destination of your hourglass. ↗
What we believe is heavily influenced by what we think others believe ↗
#logic #mind #psychology #life
When I was an addict, It was either I chose to beg or steal, I did both. When You sober up, your past can be a reminder of what you can be if you relapse or it can be a sign of hope to the ones still using, the latter gives me reason to wake up. When the honeymoon is over, its either you get depressed by the amount of work required to build yourself up, or you can forge a new life and set new goals and dreams, for me, its the new life and dreams that fuel me ↗
I'd violated the primary rule of junior and senior high-- don't get people talking about you too much. This was wearing the brightest shirt on the playground. This was Mom giving you a kiss in the lobby. ↗
Alone in my room, wrapped in a blanket, I whimpered and talked aloud to myself, recalling the lost glory of my youth when I considered myself, and was considered by others, a bright and capable person. It seemed that was all gone now. I wondered whether what I was experiencing was some sort of psychotic break, the sort that ambushes a person who until then has lived an ordinary life, auguring a new existence full of torment and struggle. ↗
