I could not quite believe my eyes as I checked my master’s degree results online, just before I returned home to Ireland on my holiday in Canada. The college website read, “First Class Honours”.
I first shared the news with my cousin’s partner who responded by giving me a hug and declaring that my act of faith beared fruit – that is, I believed if I put the effort and time into the Applied Spirituality programme that something good would come from it. I then told my cousin the news and got another warm embrace.
The long road
This positive result meant so much to me because I was keenly aware of how hard I worked over a number of years to make it happen. I was originally accepted onto the programme in 2013, but I had to decline a place due to my poor mental health. I had plenty of ambition back then, but I needed to be patient with my condition. Continue reading
As I reviewed the statistics on my blog with regard the number of readers and the popularity of blog posts, I came to realise that the theme of relationships is particularly important for living with bipolar. I also know this to be true for myself as I often spend a lot of energy connecting the many webs of relationships in my life. With this in mind, I explore how I live with others in this blog post, and I will write about how others live with me at a later date. I hope that this focus will help people with bipolar and those who live with them (and indeed others) to experience ‘balanced mood for a balanced life’.
Letting go of my agenda
On the one hand, it is good for me to share my mental health condition with my family and friends, for example, when a medication change adversely affects my sleep. On the other hand, it is not good to overburden them with my pressing issues and concerns. They may not be ready to hear my story due to their own emotional needs, etc. However, there is usually someone available to help carry my cross; I usually decide to contact a person who actually wants to hear from me. I am rarely left to my own devices. When I express myself fully with this person and breathe a sigh of relief, I try not to ruminate over my problems – a never ending cycle of negative thinking that gets me nowhere. Continue reading
This week, I walked around the front field of a school as I normally do during my lunch break. My workplace is connected with the school through the same organisation. I stopped to make a phone call. A lady in a suit came over within a close distance demanding that she speak to me. I was taken aback by her behaviour and told her to hold on as I was on the phone. When I finished my conversation on the phone, she abruptly wanted to know who I was. I told her my first name and the name of my workplace, and that I walk in the field every day. She then demanded me to tell her who my boss was.
I took a deep breath and said: “Who are you?”. She declared that she was the headmaster (I later found out she was lying). Again, I was taken aback by her aggressiveness and I expressed that I felt intimidated by her behaviour. She said sorry that I felt intimidated but continued to demand who my boss was. I didn’t give her my full name or my boss’s name as I continued to feel threatened by her. She demanded me to leave the premises and said that she would follow me out. In my powerlessness I began to walk out, and when I asked for her name she said she wouldn’t tell me. Continue reading