After two looooong weeks without reading your blogs, I suffered the malady known as SBWS, a.k.a. sudden blog withdrawal syndrome. I returned to catching up with your lives this past week, and what a relief it was! I cared about how each of you fared through the holidays, and for most of you it was rough – I wished I could have offered you some lovely “likes” and/or comments of support sooner than this week. Better late than never, right? In hindsight, to go from a daily routine of reading blogs to nothing overnight (due to no internet access at our remote spot) was way too extreme. I certainly won’t let that happen again! Upon my return home, I savored the unique sense of connection I felt after reading each post. I was reminded of how lucky I’ve been to tap into a world where I’m understood, and where I don’t have to prove myself or attempt to act “normal”. I also was once again blown away by all your writing talent featured in every single post. Recently I read that a large percentage of professional writers have bipolar disorder, and I’m not surprised. I didn’t make any hard and fast New Year’s resolutions, although I have a “soft” intention on my mind. In my day-to-day life I seldom interact with anyone who’s a member of The Bipolar Club and I would like that to change this year.
I know it’s up to me to do something about it. Yesterday I daydreamed that I won the California SuperLotto Plus jackpot, and I flew everyone in my WordPress Reader here for a beach party extravaganza. (Don’t snicker too much – someone won $50,000 at the spot where I buy my lotto tickets! 😉 I wish! Then again, you never know. I watched an inspiring episode of “Lottery Changed My Life” ( yes, I watch the vacuous TLC channel :0 ) and the winner was surprisingly philanthropic with his loot – sure, he bought a fancy $100,000 sports car, but he helped others as well. Interestingly, I received a flurry of phone calls about bipolar support groups in my area just before the New Year arrived. I haven’t gotten any similar calls for many, many months. My contact information from my defunct support groups still floats around on the ‘net, and these people found it. Craving in-person support with others living with bipolar is in the air. There are no support groups in the valley where I live, but I’m not quite ready to form a group again. Maybe in the spring…in the meantime, I called everyone and I referred them to the NAMI (National Alliance on Mental Illness) chapter in my county, which offers a consumer support group. You might wonder why I don’t attend that group. Well, it has a Christian-focus (I’m a Jewish-born agnostic, and I’d prefer there to be no religion connected with a bipolar support group). The meeting takes place at night, when my energy level is low. Lastly, it’s a forty-minute drive each way and I want a group that meets closer. Yes, I’m a bit picky, but hey – I want what I want! And now, back to YOU….what I REALLY want is to thank you all for continually baring your souls through your words, and for what each of you add to our virtual community. You help me, along with countless others, more than you know. Love, Dyane p.s. I encourage you to check out Broken Light: A Photography Collective and apply to them if it appeals to you. Their blog has almost 15,000 followers! I contacted them last year, and I was excited to be selected. Here’s the link to my profile and you can find their contact info. there too: http://brokenlightcollective.com/2015/01/04/pursuing-my-dream/