Thursday, March 24, 2011

My biggest question...

As I unravel the "mess" of my life and figure out what is a result of my condition, and what is truly me, I am finding that it is VERY difficult to find things that aren't a direct result of "learning how to exist" with my condition.  I feel as though the more I unravel the mess, the more condition I find, and the less of me there is. So, my condition basically shaped me into who I am today...and trying to get rid of it-to find my "voice" so to say; It is very frustrating. 

The way I react to/in situations: my social etiquette, my drive/motivation, what I feel I'm worth.  I think I would react so differently in life and how I take it on if I didn't have Bipolar 2.  Of course I would!!  Who wouldn't?  Who wants to feel timid, so undeserving or lacking, feel useless,  fearful, unlikeable, untalented, ugly and broken.  People always tell me how beautiful I am, how talented I am with baking and cooking, what pretty hair I have, how kind and loving I am.  Why can't I see those things?  Why can't I trust them when they tell me those things?  Without Bipolar I would have been able to develop myself into who I want to be.  Now, I am facing breaking out of all of that and it scares me!  Shouldn't I be more excited?  Life is waiting!!!  It's all I've known for 26 years whether I like it or not...bipolar 2 disorder is all I've known!  Up until this year I have been unaware as to what my diagnosis was.  Now that I know (and am being treated with medicine that has helped a whole lot...still working on the dosage) shouldn't I be able accomplish whatever I want?

I have a hard time trusting what is underneath the condition.  My conditioned doubts about myself still creep up.

Am I really worth all this fuss?  Yes, I guess-I just need to believe it.  This is the main paradigm that I need to get over.  I know it will be a hard journey.  Somewhere in my intricately woven mess of my condition and me...I am in there.  I am worth fighting for. 

What makes me, me?  I have no clue.  Somewhere in me I am waiting to burst out of my shell and live life.

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