It has been a while since I have written in the blog. I have missed it so much. But the thing that took me away could not be helped.
For you see, soon after we arrived to Montana, after the events that led to our moving out to Montana; Mark's long deployments with no support, the care and death of my friend David, Mark's being out of work for over two years, three evictions and so many losts, I had a nervous breakdown.
I am thankful I was able to be treated outpatient and finally on the road to recovery. But after years of doing so well, my old friend, Bipolar II came back full force, awaking pains long buried, but never forgotten.
While I have spoken about my depression from time to time, being Bipolar was never something I would speak of, because for so many years there were few triggers and when they came up, I could handle them.
But there is just so much that the human mind, soul and spirit can handle and as Popeye would say "I can't stands no more."
Part of my healing is speaking out about Bipolar disorders, the why behind the disease and how to both live and manage it. Encouraging loved ones how to support their "bipolar bears," and even learn to have fun with it.
I have also decided to start a new blog to that end. I haven't come up with a title yet. But I have decided, after much thought, to keep this blog going.
After all, Montana is a beautiful place to live. And there is so much to share.
See you around the bend...