Friday, August 21, 2009

Insight?

Once a cheater always a cheater

Now I finally understand the power of labels. Once labeled it is very hard to be seen in another light. I've been labeled Bipolar I, and it's stuck, how naive of me. My mother even gave the example of criminals, that label stays with you, living through the thoughts and beliefs of others and to some extent even yourself. I didn't realise it until recently, but I even believed my own "bipolar" label.

Salvation is not an intellectual pursuit

What does this mean? I made a discovery that blew my mind. I tried to explain this to people close to me. It made a gradient of sense to them, but for me it was the final piece of the puzzle. In my unravellings of my "insight" my parents and cousin were concerned I might be starting to become manic again. Armed with sleeping pills and suggestions of seeing a psychologist they came to battle my war. A war which only existed in their minds. I had the "bipolar" label, and even my parents and cousin couldn't see beyond that.

Luckily for me, it doesn't matter anymore *phew, just in time* and this is in large part due to my consistent friend (who I will never be able to thank enough).

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