A big hello to everyone and I hope you are having a wonderful day/evening.
Unfortunately it seems we all have our own little story to tell
don't we? For some it helps to talk about it, while others seem to have a difficult time with talking about it. Some people find it helps to write about it. For some reason it seemed to help me to be able to put my story in the form of a poem and it goes like this:
TRAGEDY WITH A TWIST © 2008
Just as I was about to leave from work, tragedy fell upon me . . .
My head was hurting like never before, unable to clearly see.
Although dazed and confused, I still attempted to look around . . .
Completely unaware that I was even laying on the ground.
Feeling as though a bomb had exploded deep inside of my head . . .
People gathered from all around, thinking I might be Dead.
When the Ambulance took me to the emergency room I was in a lot of pain . . .
Because an aneurysm had ruptured down inside my brain.
It was nothing less than a miracle for me to even have Survived . . .
But sometimes I feel it would have been better, had I went ahead and died.
For obvious reasons I was never the same after that . . .
An unbelievable amount of depression set in and I ended up very fat.
Oh but wait that's still not all, my life changed yet even more . . . . . .
The day Bipolar Disorder came around and knocked on my door.

"Bipolar Disorder, your're as ruthless as you can be . . .
You even came incredibly close to getting the best of me"
BIPOLAR DISORDER
Bipolar Disorder is a devastating disease . . .
It ripped my life completely apart and done it with great ease.
It will sneak right upon you like a thief in the night . . .
Causing havoc and chaos, oh what terrible fright.
Although several years had passed before being able to see . . .
Exactly why all my friends and family ran away from me.
Causing much depression nearly more than I could bare . . .
Without another soul it seemed who really even cared.
No longer capable of knowing who I could or could not trust . . .
My heart aching bad enough I thought it was going to bust.
Very aware I was losing control with paranoia setting in . . .
"Oh Dear God I beg you, please don't let this happen again."
Believe it or not I changed my name and my religion too . . .
Which only added confusion to what I was already going through.
Extremely terrified with the thought I might be going Crazy . . .
I even started passing out when things began to get hazy.
Trying very hard to stay awake at night while doing harm within . . .
Hoping to avoid all the nightmares from coming again and again.


Hello! Welcome to BP Connect. Thank you for sharing your poetry with us. I like the lines "It sneaks right upon you, like a thief in the night; Causing havoc and chaos, oh what a terrible fright." Certainly can relate to that.
I'm delighted to hear that you BP story has a happy ending.
Judy
Hi Judy, thank youf writing. That was very kind of you. Judy is my sisters name. That's a name that you don't see or hear that often. At least I haven't anyway
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May God bless and protect us all.
Kathie