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Originally Posted by Mari
Hi,
I went to a place in my brain where I remembered what my life was like before bipolar meds killed any chance of being useful on this planet.
I remembered that I had dreams for myself. I can't even remember what that freeeking dreams were. I know that I had them. 
The dreams were not about saying thanks each morning that I woke up stable enough to move through the day.
What a depressing way to start each day.
I end the day the same way -- thankful that I am functioning.
You know what? I think that I bore myself. 
M |
Hi Mari,
I know exactuly how you feel.
Several years ago while I was being "treated" like you . I had a eye opener.
I use to love to work out and ride my bike. Hadnt ridden in a few years due to lack of ambition. I took it out and could barely ride five miles.
I soon left my treatment and devoted more time in what Ive been talking about here.Its been about thirteen years now .had only a few setbacks of which were my own fault as I sabatoged the method.
Ride my bike often now but i now have parkinson and Its not as good.
I do know one thing. You have to belive and practice what I have been instructed to do or you will have setbacks and need outside care
let me know if I can be of any help.
John