Mental Health Moments

What a crazy weekend it has been. I have not gotten much done as there have been so many family activities going on. But, last night I am proud to say that I finally got my book started. My intention is to spend some time every night working on it. I have asked some friends for feedback, which they have so kindly agreed. What is the book about you say? Well, some people think my life is a little bit interesting. I think those people need a life too! Probably its just because I have lived through Bipolar Disorder and come out doing much better on the other side. Then of course there is Trigeminal Neuralgia, and a couple other nasty illness's that I don't want to mention here. Why do I have to have all the fun? It could be that God has blessed me with the gift of gab and the ability to type 70 words a minute. And it could be that I really want to take all of that knowledge, put it on paper and share it with the world. I know what it is like to be scared and feel like you are all alone. I want others to know that they are not alone, they don't have to be alone.

Writing this book brings back so many memories. Things that I had not thought about in a very long time. I was thinking about when I went to treatment. My kids were really small and I had no idea how I was going to get through it, but we did. I had so much anger and I had no idea that I did. I internalize anger and I think that is why I got so sick last fall is because I internalize my anger to the point that it comes out somewhere else. I have a friend that frequently spouts anger off and everybody knows he's angry! But, I don't think it's any better for him than for me. I think he is still so angry at his ex that he takes it out on whoever is handy. But, what do I know about it!

Ahh yes, about the book. This is going to be a good thing. I'm not going to be able to write this one in four days like I did the last one. No, this one is going to be done right and I am going to find a real publisher, with a real Literary Agent. This is what MY dreams are made of! If I slack off on writing it, you have my persmission to ask me why! Danni