
Imagine living your life and at some points experiencing intense paranoia, to the extent that you have your daughter hide in the backseat of your explorer and video tape cars that are "following" you or having the feeling that people are constantly out to get you. It's enough to drive you mad, and be afraid to even leave the house, and even worse what if you believe the people are still getting to you in your own home. This is just part of the everyday struggle my Mom faces with her bipolar disorder.
There are different "intensities" of bipolar disorder and also other problems that go along with it, for instance bipolar disorder with schizoaffective tendencies. This is what my Mom suffers with and has for a very long time. Most families "hide" these issues but I am not embarassed by my Mom or ashamed of her. I'm quite proud of how positive she is, and how strong this has made her. When things are good with her disorder they are great but let me tell you when they are bad, they are awful. I have had birthdays where she hasn't been around, I use to never go to my friends houses when I was little because I was scared of leaving her alone, I have tried to console her on many occasions when she was balling her eyes out for no reason, or trying to convince her that there is no one out to get her. It hasn't always been so hard/dramatic..because before I really understood the disease and when she went into a "mania" it was one of the most fun times, she wouldn't sleep and had so much energy and she would take me on shopping trips and we would buy 2 of everything. I can not tell you how many stuffed animals I had when I was in fourth grade, it was ridiculous and it was all thanks to a mania episode. Also let me tell you how intelligent my Mom is and this one instance made my Papa so proud of her (but of course we couldn't tell her that at the time) a long time ago she was in the hospital and we use to give her change so she could call us and my Mom wanted out so bad that she disable the wards alarm system with a dime! And managed to walk right out the door but then into a security guard, but c'mon Mama Macgyver!
I love my Mom and she truly is one of my best friends and I am being pretty open with her disease but sometimes I think it's good to let it out there and help people understand. It's not always easy for her and it's not easy for us either, it truly breaks my heart all the time and when my Mom isn't well I really miss her.
