Suddenly, I realized I had choices. Life had happened to me all these years but now I realized that if could happen for me. Serendipitously, I had married well and produced two beautiful children. The task now is to find out who I really am so I can parent these incredible little people. As I stated earlier, I know these three things are true: I am bi-polar, I am southern and I was an unwanted child, by my father. These are accurate descriptions but they are also only part of the puzzle. The other pieces I can fit in are Wife, Mother, Sister, Granddaughter. But what makes up who I am uniquely? Am I a writer? An aspiring designer? Could I rejoin the work force, and if so in what capacity? Does your work define you? Your station in life? How do you most readily identify yourself? At 37, I still feel undefined.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Define Yourself
I sleptwalked through 25 years of my life. As an undiagnosed bi-polar depressive, I shuttled through life bumping into one experience after the other. I was undefined and unprepared. Life miraculously pushed me along and even after going to 4 colleges in 5 years, I graduated and was given a piece of paper which I believed entitled me to peace and prosperity thereafter. At 26, the ride ended. Unemployed and bereft from a failed romance, I fell into a deep depression. Suicidal, I finally realized that I needed medication. At this point however, I was only defined as "depressed". I was put on mild anti-depressants. The cycle would continue. I would experience extreme elation and plunge into creativity only to wash up weeks later onto another shore, depressed and unable to function. Again, I shuttled along, only now the stakes were higher; I was married with two children. Last summer, as my father's health began to flounder, I finally found the right psychiatrist and medication and woke up at age 36 wondering where I had spent my life.
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