I’m juggling a lot of balls in my mind. There’s a ball each for bipolar, anxiety, ADHD, and sobriety. If I allow one ball to stray, then all will fall. If I allow the bipolar ball to dip too low, I will sink into depression, which threatens sobriety. It’s all a balancing act.
I’m constantly tweaking the strategy to maintain the balance in my brain. It’s an interconnecting puzzle of medication, therapy, bike riding, comedies, blogging and reading. The one piece that keeps everything together is therapy. There is no question that without working with a therapist (one who is an excellent fit for me), I would not be the person I am today.
I have a lot of personality quirks, let’s call them quirks, that need work, but overall I’m a much better functioning person than I was before therapy began 5 months ago. It’s the motor that keeps the juggling at an even keeled pace.