Why is it that when we are physically ill, as in for example having the flu, we are allowed to rest and recuperate. However when the illness is mental, as for example a mixed episode of bipolar disorder, we are not allowed to rest. We must keep going as if we are not sick at all. If we are housewives, dinner must be on the table when the family gets home. If we don’t make dinner (just an example of work) then why didn’t we? People might say “You don’t look sick, why don’t you do your work?” I have been in a mixed phase, as I generally am in the Fall. I feel terrible, emotional, terribly anxious, weepy, nothing good. Can’t eat. Yet I’m not given much of a chance to rest. I don’t look sick.
Sorry to hear this sweet, but pray who has to give you the chance to rest? Have you also tried explaining to whoever it is you may not look sick but your mind definitely is sick and needs some rest? Hope am not over simplifying here
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My dear Marie, thank you so much for your sweet comment. It seems people forget because I get dressed and put on makeup. I’m trying hard to get better and also communicate with those who don’t understand. Many hugs 🤗 🤗
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you can’t be sick – since you are a strong and determined women!!
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Thank you do much Mihran! I really appreciate your sentiments.
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It has been a long, bad day, so please forgive the brevity of this comment, sweetest Samina, but I had to write and let you know how much I admire you and adore you!
I want your mixed phase to vanish overnight. TONIGHT!!!!!
I want you to have peace and joy so badly.
Sending you all my love, dear friend!! Please keep us posted on how you’re doing!!!!!
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My dearest Dyane, I’m so sorry you had a bad day. Please never apologize for you comments. You don’t know how much I appreciate that you always take the time to read and write to me. Thank you so much for your good wishes! I wish absolutely the same for you. With tons of love and millions of hugs, I am your friend, Samina.
💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕
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PS On a lighter note, yes that is a hand painted jug that the lemonade was in, how could you tel?!?!
And I really do wish we lived in the same town so we could get together for coffee and talk and talk and talk. Tons of love for you, my dearest Lady Dy! 💕💕💕
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