Look To The Living, Love Them, And

Mood Disorders Are Terribly Painful Illnesses, And They Are Isolating Illnesses. And They Make People Feel Terrible About Themselves When, In Fact, They Can Be Treated.

I Compare Myself With My Former Self, Not With Others. Not Only That, I Tend To Compare My Current Self With The Best I Have Been, Which Is When I Have Been Midly Manic. When I Am My Present "normal" Self, I Am Far Removed From When I Have Been My Liveliest, Most Productive, Most Intense, Most Outgoing And Effervescent. In Sort, For Myself, I Am A Hard Act To Follow.

Moods Are Such An Essential Part Of The Substance Of Life, Of One's Notion Of Oneself, That Even Psychotic Extremes In Mood And Behavior Somehow Can Be Seen As Temporary, Even Understandable, Reactions To What Life Has Dealt.

There Is Always A Part Of My Mind That Is Preparing For The Worst, And Another Part Of My Mind That Believes If I Prepare Enough For It, The Worst Won’t Happen.

I Am A Huge Advocate Of Prescription Drugs Given Wisely And For The Right Reasons And The Right Diagnosis And Also Psychotherapy.