This is quite fascinating! Hmmm I’m going to try and see about my allergies which I developed when I moved out of Buffalo. Interesting, very interesting!
The intense emotions associated with bipolar may cause allergies to flare up. Pinpointing a traumatic experience and talking it out may help.
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By Lynn Rae
For this blog post, I am going to take you back in time to the 1970s. I am going to show you that allergies are really our emotions in disguise, in my experience.
I was a teenager. I rebelled against authority, but only in small ways. My mother still ruled and I was afraid of her wrath if I did anything wrong. Smoking cigarettes was the cool thing to do at that time. It began innocently enough for me. I was only 12 and a friend came to our cottage with me. I tried smoking, but couldn’t inhale. But I was hooked. I kept trying to smoke and I was going to learn to inhale. By the time I was 16 I was smoking regularly, perhaps 2-8 cigarettes a day.
Then I met the man, who was to become my husband. He smoked a pack a day. By the time I was 19, I was smoking that much too. I really don’t know why I enjoyed it so much. It is only in the last few years I have come to understand that all my emotions went up in smoke. I smoked when I was happy, sad, mad or glad. I smoked to celebrate the beginning and end of the day. I smoked on my coffee break and lunch hour from work. If I was angry with my husband or some other family member, the first thing I did was reach for a cigarette. With every inhale and exhale, my problems seemed to disappear.
By the time my son was 3, he was fascinated with cigarettes and the ashtray. One thing I didn’t want was for him to become a smoker. A hypocrite was something I was not! I quit smoking in the spring of 1988 when I was pregnant with my daughter. For three days, I lay on the couch in the fetal position having withdrawal. It was tough, but I was determined to quit for my kids’ sake. Exactly six weeks after I quit smoking, I was visiting a farm and my nose started running. It wouldn’t stop. I went through a box of tissues in 24 hours. I went to see my doctor. He said I had allergies. I shook my head in disbelief. How could this be? I quit smoking to get healthy and this is what I get? I took allergy pills and/or a needle for a few years. Every time I walked by the perfume counter in a store I would start to sneeze.
Over a 15-year period my allergies eventually subsided. I didn’t need to take medication for them anymore. During this time, I was diagnosed with depression, then bipolar disorder.
This is when the real work on myself began. I read over 200 self-help/motivational books, attending workshops and support groups, left my marriage and began to rebuild my life.
Since 2005 I have had very few problems with my allergies acting up. Also by 2005, I had resolved every issue I had with people in my life to the best of my ability. I knew that getting out of toxic relationships and/or jobs was the key to my well-being. As a side effect, my allergies cleared up as well.
Fast forward to the summer of 2008. I met a man and fell in love with him very quickly. However, he was never available. I didn’t want to believe he was married, but the signs were all there. But there was something about this man that captivated me. I wanted him more than I have ever wanted a man. But all I got was the leftovers.
A few months later he was going away on business. I told him when he got back he had to decide; it was her or me. Finally, I had to accept that we would never be together. When I tried to accept this fact, my sinuses started acting up. I hadn’t been bothered by allergies for four years. My nose just ran and ran and ran over a 24-hour period. I couldn’t sleep, I was so stuffed up. I tried working, but had to come home. I could hardly breathe. I took some over-the-counter medication, but it didn’t help. I told my girlfriend how I was feeling. She let me talk and talk and talk. When I finally was all talked out, my allergies eased up.
Now fast forward to 2015. I was slightly hypo-manic and decided to contact him. I hadn’t thought about him in years, but for some reason I needed him again. Once again, we started up a relationship. However, by this time he had left his wife a year earlier. Of course, I was daydreaming about how we would one day live together. When, once again, I realized he was just using me, and my allergies acted up. It was only when I could let him go that my sinuses cleared up again. I have seen over and over again that when I am really upset about something, my nose gets stuffed up.
You see, when we smoke, we are smoking all our emotions away. When I quit smoking in 1988 there was nowhere for my emotions to go because I didn’t know how to talk to people about what I was feeling. We didn’t talk about problems in our family; problems got swept under the rug hopefully to be forgotten about and go away on their own. It was only when I learned to talk about anything and everything that was bothering me that my allergies disappeared. They only rear up once in a while, but don’t last for more than a day or two because I can usually pinpoint what the issue is and talk in out with a trusted friend.
If you are bothered by allergies, go back to when they started. What triggered them? Do you agree or disagree with my opinion about why we get allergies?