Bipolar examples

So I would like to talk today about genuine bipolar actions. Actions where it is 100% the disease talking in to you via your bipolar loved one. I came up with this idea for a post about 30 minutes ago when My mom, brother and I went to the store. I had no intentions of going to the store but by golly a 11 pm trip with the two of them and my mom in her current state? Man, I couldn't pass that up ! So there was some arguing talking in the car going there about how these pills my brother is on have a side effect of making him eat uncontrollably. Apparently his body feels like its starving all the time no matter what he eats, so he just eats and eats and eats ( add in the fact that he is a 13 year old boy too... that doesn't help ) Sure it gets bothersome, annoying, aggravating to have to live with someone who is like that but i get over it. Sure he just drank all of the milk and i wanted a glass before bed but cant now, or sure i just made 500 cookies and he ate them all without asking, etc. Yea I can brush off those little things. However the fair is here. My favorite thing in the world is available for only 2 weeks a year and I got some ! Yay I finally can eat my maple syrup cotton candy, maple syrup candies and my maple syrup lolly pop!!!

And gluttonous boy decided to chow down on all of it... not so yay anymore

Back to my original story though. So we were talking about that in the car going to the grocery store to get some milk and whatever my mother picks up and puts into the cart, chances being that we don't need it but what ever. Tonight it was only a box or 2 of nilla wafers. Considering the things we've walked out of the store with in the past, tonight was a good night.

So while they are in the store I decide to move to where my brother was sitting so I could see better. Anxiety + history of being in a robbery + night time darkness = no good

Then they came back unloaded the bags of groceries ( remember, we had only needed milk) and my mom got in the car, looked at where I was sitting and started screaming at me. It went something like this " YOU LITTLE BITCH YOU NEED TO GET YOUR BIG A-- OUT OF THAT GOD D--N SEAT WHY DINT YOU JUST GO BURN IN HELL?!?!?! " Now if I went up to a stranger and told them that my mother had just told me that, well child protective services might be called. However they are missing the 1 key point. My mother is Bipolar. My mother says mean, hurtful, flat out ugly things to me. But its not her saying them; Its her disease.

So I cant argue with her ( I have in the past and boy was it ugly, but that's another story) because I wouldn't be arguing with my nice, sweet, loving, protective mother, I would be hollering at her disease. The horrible disease that leaves me at stores and doesn't come back to pick me up, that pulls my hair and tells me that I fail at life, that had me convinced that nothing was wrong when I was younger despite the fact that I was being beaten. The disease that lurks within my mother just waiting until it can takeover her mind body and spirit and hurt those loved ones that happen to be around at that time.

So I sit there. I calmly ask her if I can remain sitting here because I believe that is a rational request. So my mom asks me if I have taken my sleeping pill yet, I respond yes. She looks at me and says that no I cannot sit there because the car wont move until I'm either out of the car or in another seat. She then informs me that she has all the time in the world but I will start to nod off soon and when I do she will drive somewhere and get my sleeping body out of the car and leave me there and drive off. I calmly remind her that doing that would be child abandonment and it is highly illegal. Oh, she didn't realize that. Forget that plan, she will just roll down the windows in the car so we can all freeze, unless I move. I ask her nicely if she would mind rolling them back up because it is 40 degrees outside and I am getting chilly. But of course, she doesn't. Finally after about 20 minutes of sitting in a parking lot in the middle of the night I turn and ask my brother what his opinion on all of this is. He said that he would love his seat back but its not a big deal to him. Since he and I were both freezing and we knew that the only way for us to go home was for us to switch seats, we did and we finally got to go home.

Yay! We were finally leaving! After a long 3 minute car ride I get out and go into the house and walk away from them. I will spare you from having to hear about the conversations in the car coming back but I walked away and I apparently have a borderline personality disorder wonderfully diagnosed by my mother, a writer.

But Kathryn? Wait! Inform us please!
Has she studied psych ? no.
Has she tried to diagnose you with things before? yes.
Does she have any idea what she is doing? nopee
Do your doctors think she is wrong 100% of the time? yeppers
Does anyone actually take her seriously? that's a big negative there buddy

Either way tonight was a good night. Sure we almost froze to death and I almost got abandoned in a parking lot. But despite all of that it was a good night. No one was hurt! And for us, that is a huge step!

See things like tonight could of been taken in the opposite direction, I was lucky to of recognized that I wasn't talking to my mother but her disease. If that hadn't happened my brother and I would of probably ended up beaten and abandoned somewhere. Or something like that.

Point is, there are people these days that say they are bipolar but have never been confirmed by a Dr as such, and there are those people who look it up on Web MD and say " BY GOLLY I FIT THOSE 4 SYMPTOMS I MUST BE BIPOLAR TOO!!!" But what those people are missing are when the bipolar monster takes over and controls the loved one.

Ha ha on a side note here I have been watching this amazing show Fringe. Its kinda si-fi so that may of come through in this post. lol whoops!