Bipolar dis-ease. Two words that can scare you or save you. Sheri de Grom writes with truth and a soft starkness of what it can mean to a couple devoted to one another. Read it. If not for you, perhaps a friend or another family member. In my family, there were four children – two boys and two girls. One brother and one sister were diagnosed bipolar. The first when I was 12 and the second I think I was closer to 18. Ever since, I have waited for me to manifest it. I am 59 year old. So far, so good. Thank you to Sheri and all the others who reach out.
Our Lives Disappeared With Bipolar Disorder
The Fourth House
By – Sheri de Grom
Our perfect lives were swept away by my husband’s disease of bipolar disorder before we’d had the opportunity to fulfill our hopes and dreams. When we met, Tom was not yet diagnosed as bipolar disordered nor were the coming symptoms present.
Even when they did manifest, Tom was first diagnosed with single episode major depression.
Two weeks passed and Tom was as emotionally paralyzed as when I’d first admitted him. If anything, he was more withdrawn than he’d been fourteen days earlier. He seemed to take one step forward and then two steps back. His condition, whatever it was, had a mean streak. He wasn’t getting better.
My days rolled into a vacuum and I put one foot in front of the other. Exhaustion overwhelmed me. “Please God, what is going on with…
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