Welcome thanks for your time. A medicial site "no". I'm a vet. of the bipolar wars. This site is geared for Manic Depressive, Bipolar support. A disorder that presently has us all flying solo. We need to reach out, and lend a helping hand once in a wile to our fellows. (Manics generally, dont reach out, they hold hostages). Whether you are Bipolar, or just looking to make some sense of it...Thanks for stopping by. Im also looking to make sense of it...The medicial community. Over the years for me, has bin some help.
If you are Bipolar, and have anything you feel you would like to br>share with this site, we will be dedicating new pages for your input. SERVICE! To our own. Who els but us, and a well paid shrink would put up with our B.S....Lets do it! Our loved ones will be very PLEASED!



I was surfing around the net when I stumbled upon healthy place.com. I was very surprised to see a WebSite dedicated to the topics that are so closely related to my journey. Bipolar, Manic Depression, and so on.
I am an x drug addict, and alcoholic. I'm clean an sober 15 years now. At age 12 I was sniffing glue, and gasoline on a daily basis. I droped out of school when I was 15 years old. Alcohol and drugs. By that time were part of my daily routine.( if you could call any of this a routine)
This site has been set up basically for Manic Depressives, because of one belief that has kept me alive over the past number of years. That belief is through sharing my experience, strength, and hope. Maybe I have a chance...

my experience...
Setting aside drugs, alcohol, no education. The phrase disfunctional family couldn't even begin to scratch the surface in this story. Setting all that aside, all throughout those years the one thing I never realized was, that I was Bipolar. I dropped off at least a half dozen friends of mine to various mental facilities convincing them that they had a serious problem. They did... they listened to me. I never could figure out at the time why I was so good at pointing out to others thire malities. They were the closest thing I had to the truth about myself.
After 10 years or so in alcoholics anonymous. In doing everything I could do to stay clean. I still couldn't manage to put a life together. At one point a fairly well off man in Florida reluctantly came over to me, and suggested I go for therapy. His reluctance was properly orchestrated. I got very angry, and I doubt to this day this nice gentleman will ever extend himself again in that manner. The short of it is. He was responsible for me waking up.
So the journey into my Bipolar investigation began. The first thing I found out... staying up for three, or four days at a time was not exactly normal. Also on the flip side, sleeping 15 to 18 hours a day was a little off kilter too.
On my Manic highs I generated enough energy to lightup a small city. I would be elevated to the mountain tops, seen clearly all the world's questions, and have all the answers readily at hand. Women would sense my surplus of high octane, and make themselves available to me at all times. Hmm! I wonder why? Wasn't all bad!

My strength

After all the bumps , and scraped. God still kept me around. Still here after all these years. Not my doing. I should have been dead long ago. A few things have been made appairent in order for me to survive. I need to share with my brothers in arms. I also need for my brothers in arms to share with me. Survival depends upon this principle.SELF CENTERNESS, and ISOLATION will kill us!!!
I need to be acutely aware of the 1 major warning signal that's made available to me... My sleeping patterns, if I lose one nights sleep. That's the biggest warning I can receive. Because one night, not being taken seriously, always turns into two or three nights or worse.(I don't want the highs anymore.) I can honestly say I have had it. My sleeping habits are the best monitoring system I have. If you watch that closely you'll find it will be the center of the bipolar universe.