So I've been doing this blog for some time now-- I just reached a milestone of over 5,000 pageviews. I thought I'd try and do some organizing around here-- sweep up the leaves, turn over the compost, pick up the fallen fruit, and try and make some more sense of things. So without further adieu...
I am bipolar I, which means I am subject to the possibility of manic episodes, as well as depressive ones. I had my first hospitalization because of a manic episode while I was traveling in Greece in the summer of 2001. I'm hoping to write a book about the experiences I had there, chronicling the onset of illness and my recollection of events. I have blogged about some of my experiences with mania already, but I feel that I haven't fully told the story from Greece.
I was also hospitalized back in February of 2008, when I had a manic episode and had to be taken to VMC in San Jose. My wife called 911 after I "lost it" and pulled the television out of the entertainment center and thrust it to the ground. I became violent and through a chair and stripped myself naked and attempted to go out of the house, all the while screaming a litany of expletives while on a tirade about how the president had violated me. I was finally calmed, clothed, and placed in restraints on a stretcher and taken to the mental hospital.
There was a turning point for me a while back-- I write about it in the post "Now What?" It's the point where I started taking responsibility for myself and my health. And it has brought me to this time, when I am feeling recovered. And that is a new, unfamiliar thing for me to be experiencing.
If you'd like to know of a place to start, you gotta find it somehow. And you might not even really be aware of it-- that you're starting something. But you are; you're in the right place. Trust your intuition, your heart. And you will find your path.
For more on my experiences with my bipolar disorder, check out The Comfy Seat and Writer Writes of Whiter White.