{"id":593,"date":"2016-01-02T12:44:23","date_gmt":"2016-01-02T20:44:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/2009\/01\/20\/an-unhappy-morning-to-a-happy-day-i-can-do-it\/"},"modified":"2018-05-15T09:56:48","modified_gmt":"2018-05-15T16:56:48","slug":"an-unhappy-morning-to-a-happy-day-i-can-do-it","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/an-unhappy-morning-to-a-happy-day-i-can-do-it\/","title":{"rendered":"Bipolar Disorder Depression: An Unhappy Morning from My Past"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"frog<\/a>The post below is from many years ago- it’s important to look back and see how far we have come. I was depressed off and on for 30 years. I went through intense, suicidal downswings that could last for months and sometimes years at a time. I never thought I would see the day where bipolar depression didn’t rule my life.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

Depression no longer rules my life. I’m rarely depressed and when I am, I have tools to deal with it. It’s still scary and intense and I hate it- just as you probably hate your own depression, but I want to let everyone know that no matter how long a person has been depressed, life can change. I read over the post below and thought to myself- how did I survive this? How did I live with this almost every day and not just give up? The answer is in my books- I created a treatment plan and used it even when I believed it would never work. Then it worked. I want the same for you or a loved one. Let’s make 2016 the most stable year of your life. If you care about someone with bipolar disorder, you can learn to help them find stability. I don’t want us to live like I used to live- \u00a0here is the post. Isn’t it great that I got better. It means you can get better too. Julie\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

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My post from the past:<\/p>\n

I woke up depressed- nothing new unfortunately. I knew it was going to be a tough morning- but it doesn\u2019t have to be a tough day!<\/p>\n

My feet felt like they were tied to concrete bricks. It would be so much easier to just stay in bed- or so my mind wanted me to believe. That’s a lie of course- I reminded myself that there is NEVER an occasion where staying in bed while depressed is a good decision. Beds are for sleeping. I said this to myself, “Beds are for sleeping Julie. You don’t stay in bed when you’re depressed.”<\/p>\n

Putting on my shoes helped me move forward- making myself get dressed kept me moving out the door.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s hard to get going when your first thought in the morning is that there is no purpose to your life. I have to remind myself that I didn\u2019t feel this at all yesterday and that this is depression talking. Now I have to get out and work on my book proposal- see friends and get going! I will not listen to this depression. It\u2019s an illness and it\u2019s not real.<\/p>\n

Julie<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

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I’m so thankful this depression is no longer in my life ever day. I want the same for you.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

\"frog<\/a>The post below is from many years ago- it’s important to look back and see how far we have come. I was depressed off and on for 30 years. I went through intense, suicidal downswings that could last for months and sometimes years at a time. I never thought I would see the day where bipolar depression didn’t rule my life. <\/p>\n

Depression no longer rules my life. I’m rarely depressed and when I am, I have tools to deal with it. It’s still scary and intense and I hate it- just as you probably hate your own depression, but I want to let everyone know that no matter how long a person has been depressed, life can change. I read over the post below and thought to myself- how did I [ 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\/593"}],"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=593"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/593\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11181,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/593\/revisions\/11181"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=593"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=593"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=593"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}