Authenticity is my prized upside of bipolar this week, also known as genuineness or realness. Why am I choosing this upside? Because it is what matters: it’s everlasting, and it’s what we remember in loved ones long after they’re gone.
People with bipolar are among the most real people I know. They have entered the depths of their souls and they have journeyed through to the other side. They are people who can say, “We’ve been there and done that, and we’ll do it again tomorrow”.
What I find great about authenticity is that I am the same person in public as I am in private. There’s no point in me pretending that I’m low when I’m high or vice versa. In fairness, I can take a short cut to realness by saying that I’m OK to a friend, since being OK is real in nearly all circumstances. Continue reading