Healed
While talking on the phone with my Mother in-Law last night she briefly asked me if I was "feeling better" if I was "over it" addressing losing my shit last year and being diagnosed as bipolar. I took a deep breath and rather than trying to explain for the umpteenth time that I'm never going to be "over it" that bipolar disorder, anxiety and depression are here to stay. It's not the flu or a cold or even cancer. There is no cure, you don't get over it or get rid of it. She asked about my meds, what I was taking and I told her, I'm lucky I'm just taking Lamactil in the morning and Abilify in the evenings and so far, I am doing better than I was last year. She then with advised me in a condescending tone, well, make sure you continue to take them. No shit?? Really?? One thing I have going for me is I don't mind taking my meds, and I know they are helping and I will continue to take them, but thanks for the advise and pretend...