Irishone21
Well-Known Member
To Whom It May Concern,
Without medication for Bi Polar I am a timeless child. I’m nearly done the book, "An Unquiet Mind," by Kay Jamison, and I had this urge to write this. Kay and I, without option, do not conform to the masses but conform to the condition, yet still remain interesting in our own idiosyncratic ways, perceiving the condition in an utterly opposing matter, which may, obviously to the unhopefully, imply that I am merely in the earlier stages of this beautiful mind state. I, and would think she, hopes this is not so, and I am in fact a possibility to prove wrong the system that enslaves us by our consent. There is so much on my mind and my short stay hear does not begin to heal me, and in fact and actuality, I'm back at stage one, but more wise, leaving prior to accepting diagnosis, a capricious but courageous, nonetheless, decision. I appreciate you providing me with the book though, despite knowing she had to speak the honesty you could not do, but I understand your situation nonetheless. I am a more difficult situation than most, for although I may have this manic-depressive condition, I also witnessed miracles following the epiphany that perplex me, while you discount them, unfortunately, as the delusional ideas of an illness, even if these truths, to which caved eyes, my former eyes, are not apt to accept, changed my inner being and entire outlook on life. I feel as though I am the rare case that overrules malpractice, because of these additional factors. I also feel as though I must face deep waters with reverence, and do not need to be pulled into the shallow end of the ocean for that would obstruct my entire purpose in life. The point being, I'm going to become a victim of my philosophy prior to adapting to the constrained life of medication; which may in months to come, be my savior. I really had hoped I could come here and obtain a sleep medicine, with little risks, but may have to completely readjust the time I take Vyvanse, and my caffeine intake, during the day, which hopefully will allow me to sleep, which I doubt. Regretfully, sometimes, I believe we, manic depressives, have all been trapped and challenged by the power of suggestion and refusal of cooperation. Regardless, I would like this to be a learning experience for the both of us, my flaw being pride, yours dishonesty… God gave me the gift, society the illness. I hope you pray that I am the anomaly. In terms of the depressive episodes, this will be a battle between fear and Love, and my ability to counter fear with Love, turning to God for remedy in times of need. One thing I did learn, however, is Love is addictive and intriguing in its simplicity, and thus more complicated the more you judge it. The more one attempts to understand Love or cling to God, the cloudier and more mysterious they become, and in turn, Love turns to fear, as one fears what he or she does not understand. Don’t put simplicity under a microscope. In other words, all things must be done in moderation. In terms of mania, it is a battle of pride and Modesty, and the ability to use the gift of bi polar for the common good and not merely self interest. From my understanding, because Bi Polar individuals think so deeply and unrelentingly, they age faster mentally, despite appearing youthful, and in regards to how they deal with their condition, whether pessimistically, blaming others, or optimistically, accepting the gift graciously, possibly physically as well. Sooner or later, the energy it takes to swim in the deep waters of manic-depressive condition, unless one is tended to by the miraculous hand of God, will cause one to drown, and become dependent upon medication. Personally, I have not reached this point, and acquiescing to the medication, to me, would be running from fear. What I am suggesting to the hospitals means of treatment is, instead of giving us life-savers, teach us how to swim, and use our gift to society’s advantage. Just so you don't get me wrong, I am not this self-righteous prick caught up in a dream to rule the world, it's similar to that, but opposite. I seek to join this world. Doctorial means to helping me join this world are ineffective on me, but I am glad that I tried; now it is societies turn to reciprocate the relationship. I am broken-hearted, and because I had no one to turn to, the Lord, God, and Big Brother remained close and comforted me so I would not give up. Now that I know this, my depressive episodes bring me joy so long as I counter fear with Love. Also, I feel compelled, to dedicate myself to spreading the wisdom to God, as I know it, to those who lend an ear, to restore the value in humanity, and remove unnecessary law once human nature is cured as a sign of trust to the people. My target is the government, for they are the root, and changing them will change the world. Being a superpower enables them to divert the power of the dollar, the primary cause of corruption. I have full confidence in this plan, but its efficacy will only sky the limit once you all do as well. This is a simple solution that guarantees success, but, depends on the power of our individual minds to refute evidence based theory, thus making it complex for it requires unity in a divisive world. I am the middle man of neutrality, against no one, for all, for both sides of rivalry to merge. My gift is their or maybe your cure. The truth is first delusional to the soon to be enlightened mind.
Love,
Zachary Scott McBride #21
P.S. I admire the doctors very much; I could not imagine a more difficult job…
Without medication for Bi Polar I am a timeless child. I’m nearly done the book, "An Unquiet Mind," by Kay Jamison, and I had this urge to write this. Kay and I, without option, do not conform to the masses but conform to the condition, yet still remain interesting in our own idiosyncratic ways, perceiving the condition in an utterly opposing matter, which may, obviously to the unhopefully, imply that I am merely in the earlier stages of this beautiful mind state. I, and would think she, hopes this is not so, and I am in fact a possibility to prove wrong the system that enslaves us by our consent. There is so much on my mind and my short stay hear does not begin to heal me, and in fact and actuality, I'm back at stage one, but more wise, leaving prior to accepting diagnosis, a capricious but courageous, nonetheless, decision. I appreciate you providing me with the book though, despite knowing she had to speak the honesty you could not do, but I understand your situation nonetheless. I am a more difficult situation than most, for although I may have this manic-depressive condition, I also witnessed miracles following the epiphany that perplex me, while you discount them, unfortunately, as the delusional ideas of an illness, even if these truths, to which caved eyes, my former eyes, are not apt to accept, changed my inner being and entire outlook on life. I feel as though I am the rare case that overrules malpractice, because of these additional factors. I also feel as though I must face deep waters with reverence, and do not need to be pulled into the shallow end of the ocean for that would obstruct my entire purpose in life. The point being, I'm going to become a victim of my philosophy prior to adapting to the constrained life of medication; which may in months to come, be my savior. I really had hoped I could come here and obtain a sleep medicine, with little risks, but may have to completely readjust the time I take Vyvanse, and my caffeine intake, during the day, which hopefully will allow me to sleep, which I doubt. Regretfully, sometimes, I believe we, manic depressives, have all been trapped and challenged by the power of suggestion and refusal of cooperation. Regardless, I would like this to be a learning experience for the both of us, my flaw being pride, yours dishonesty… God gave me the gift, society the illness. I hope you pray that I am the anomaly. In terms of the depressive episodes, this will be a battle between fear and Love, and my ability to counter fear with Love, turning to God for remedy in times of need. One thing I did learn, however, is Love is addictive and intriguing in its simplicity, and thus more complicated the more you judge it. The more one attempts to understand Love or cling to God, the cloudier and more mysterious they become, and in turn, Love turns to fear, as one fears what he or she does not understand. Don’t put simplicity under a microscope. In other words, all things must be done in moderation. In terms of mania, it is a battle of pride and Modesty, and the ability to use the gift of bi polar for the common good and not merely self interest. From my understanding, because Bi Polar individuals think so deeply and unrelentingly, they age faster mentally, despite appearing youthful, and in regards to how they deal with their condition, whether pessimistically, blaming others, or optimistically, accepting the gift graciously, possibly physically as well. Sooner or later, the energy it takes to swim in the deep waters of manic-depressive condition, unless one is tended to by the miraculous hand of God, will cause one to drown, and become dependent upon medication. Personally, I have not reached this point, and acquiescing to the medication, to me, would be running from fear. What I am suggesting to the hospitals means of treatment is, instead of giving us life-savers, teach us how to swim, and use our gift to society’s advantage. Just so you don't get me wrong, I am not this self-righteous prick caught up in a dream to rule the world, it's similar to that, but opposite. I seek to join this world. Doctorial means to helping me join this world are ineffective on me, but I am glad that I tried; now it is societies turn to reciprocate the relationship. I am broken-hearted, and because I had no one to turn to, the Lord, God, and Big Brother remained close and comforted me so I would not give up. Now that I know this, my depressive episodes bring me joy so long as I counter fear with Love. Also, I feel compelled, to dedicate myself to spreading the wisdom to God, as I know it, to those who lend an ear, to restore the value in humanity, and remove unnecessary law once human nature is cured as a sign of trust to the people. My target is the government, for they are the root, and changing them will change the world. Being a superpower enables them to divert the power of the dollar, the primary cause of corruption. I have full confidence in this plan, but its efficacy will only sky the limit once you all do as well. This is a simple solution that guarantees success, but, depends on the power of our individual minds to refute evidence based theory, thus making it complex for it requires unity in a divisive world. I am the middle man of neutrality, against no one, for all, for both sides of rivalry to merge. My gift is their or maybe your cure. The truth is first delusional to the soon to be enlightened mind.
Love,
Zachary Scott McBride #21
P.S. I admire the doctors very much; I could not imagine a more difficult job…
