In between the storms" bipolar 1 poem

On certain days, my thoughts are like lightning, joy mingled with sorrow, and they move more quickly than the rain.

I feel ten feet tall as I grasp for the skies, and then all of a sudden, silently, I start to fall.

However, even after the clouds have spread, I am still me; I am not the storm within my thoughts.

I tell myself that I can confront today as I learn my signs and my way.

D "I Am Not Just My Diagnosis"

Bipolar disorder is only one aspect of my life.

There are good days and bad days.

Even though my thoughts and feelings fluctuate, I am still a person deserving of love.

Healing is achievable, one day at a time, even though I might require assistance and time. there is still hope waiting for me to