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<\/a><\/p>\nFrom 2007:\u00a0 I woke up depressed. I was up a few nights ago so I\u2019m obviously rapid cycling. I called a friend to tell her I was manic- this is part of my treatment plan- and she said, \u201cOk. What happens next?\u201d I said, \u201cWell, I feel so good right now, but I will probably go down. It always happens even though I never believe it will. I just have to look at the way it has been in the past.\u201d Two days later I am down.<\/p>\n
When I was sitting in my bed with what I call stunned depression- this is where I just sit and worry and can\u2019t seem to move- I used my drill sergeant voice I talk about in\u00a0Get it Done When You’re Depressed\u00a0and I said, \u201cGet up Julie. Get up and get on with your day. Get out of this bed!\u201d And I did.<\/p>\n
I feel better.<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t like bipolar disorder, but I\u2019m glad I have a plan to keep me going. I may cry today and get upset at my life today- but it\u2019s an illness and I have to remember that.<\/p>\n
Julie<\/p>\n
PS: Depression is an illness that can be managed. I never thought I would get so much better, but I have. If you are depressed right now, keep going! Find your inner drill sergeant and use it to get yourself out of the house so that you can feel better!<\/p>\n
This is my blog from 2007. Isn’t it amazing how this illness just keeps chugging along even when we do our best to stay stable! My depression is so much better, but I still have the tough days – the stunned days. I have to get out my drill sergeant pretty often!<\/p>\n From 2007: I woke up depressed. I was up a few nights ago so I\u2019m obviously rapid cycling. I called a friend to tell her I was manic- this is part of my treatment plan- and she said, \u201cOk. What happens next?\u201d I said, \u201cWell, I feel so good right now, but I will probably go down. It always happens even though I never believe it will. I just have to look at the way it has been [ Read More ]<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/111"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=111"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/111\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11182,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/111\/revisions\/11182"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=111"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=111"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=111"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<\/a><\/p>\n