A mind cursed by too much bliss
Introducing my "beautiful" cursed mind
I have kept a diary for a long period of time in the early years of my puberty.
It is a difficult age and everybody knows it, but there is something more sinister in those pages. Not just the mere worries and challenges of a blooming mind in the transition from childhood into adulthood. No, there clearly was something more to it, the intensity of the emotions, the pain and the occasional raging. It was the beginning of a lifelong struggle with a restless mind, a disorder that took almost 30 years to get diagnosed. I am now in my mid thirties and have just recently been diagnosed with Bipolar disorder.
It is time now for me to start writing again, the main reason is to track down patterns and cycles in my mood swings. But I have another reason, I want to keep the diary public so that perhaps it can help people to get a better understanding of this mysterious, fascinating and terrible illness. There is so much misconception and prejudice regarding Bipolar disorder, perhaps many family members of bipolar patients might find it useful to get a glimpse of what goes on inside our mind, a glimpse of that mad alien world we live in.