Look To The Living, Love Them, And

People Talk About Grief As If It's Kind Of An Unremittingly Awful Thing, And It Is. It Is Painful, But It's A Very, Very Interesting Sort Of Thing To Go Through And It Really Helps You Out.

I Realized That It Was Not That I Didn’t Want To Go On Without Him. I Did. It Was Just That I Didn’t Know Why I Wanted To Go On

One Of Things So Bad About Depression And Bipolar Disorder Is That If You Don't Have Prior Awareness, You Don't Have Any Idea What Hit You.

I Have Often Asked Myself Whether, Given The Choice, I Would Choose To Have Manic-depressive Illness. If Lithium Were Not Available To Me, Or Didn't Work For Me, The Answer Would Be A Simple No... And It Would Be An Answer Laced With Terror. But Lithium Does Work For Me, And Therefore I Can Afford To Pose The Question. Strangely Enough, I Think I Would Choose To Have It. It's Complicated.

Love Has, At Its Best, Made The Inherent Sadness Of Life Bearable, And Its Beauty Manifest.