Life of Bi

No this is not me confessing that I like dudes and have embraced bi-sexuality, nor is it a crappy children fantasy novel. No this is an altogether different kettle of fish. This post is purely about Bi-Polar Disorder and how other people react. This will be an education for most of you. Many of you now know the secret I kept for years and those of you who don't, you do now. I would have kept this secret for years hiding this undesirable trait of my personality. Do I regret my decision? No. My only regret was telling that first person, not realising that a few months down the line they would use it against me.

One of the first questions people asked me when I finally told them the truth was “Why did you feel the need to hide it?” The answer to that is very simple. There is a massive stigma within modern society over the subject of mental health disorders and now I have decided to share my disorder with others I have found that there are three different types of reaction:

The first and most extreme is outright hostility towards me, maybe they fear me or have some superiority complex or maybe they are that damn egotistical that they couldn't give a rat arse about anything but their perfect lives. It doesn't matter; they still make it their mission to be aggressive and generally condescending with every interaction with me, if they interact at all. Thankfully this is niche group within society but yes they do exist, they walk amongst you. But you will never see this side to them. The task of dealing with knowing you’re a “fucked in the head” isn't made any easier by their constant belligerence and antagonism. Hopefully these obstinately prejudice people will either grow up or fuck off I do not care which, because I am done dealing with you.

The second type and by far the most common of all the responses is those who know of my condition but choose not to acknowledge it or talk about it in front of me. Once again I do not know why people struggle to talk to about mental health in a modern age, where many people have many varied disorders. I don’t know what to say to you people apart from come talk to me sometime, you never know you might learn something or make my day. (and what’s bad about either of them)

Finally there is the group I’m most grateful for, but unfortunately they are the rarest of all. These chosen few are the ones who are willing to talk and understand the actions and the consequences of living day in and day out with a form of bi-polar. They may not be people closest to you; they maybe people who have know you for short periods or those who have sat on the horizon of friendship for years. It does not matter they have hearts made of pure gold. These altruistic chosen few are what I wish the human race was made up of, then we would not have corruption, war and brutality. These beacons of honour, of chivalry are paragons of human kind and if you are one of the few who are reading this, I thank you wholeheartedly.