Grace During Mania? The Daniel Story Part I

This first post is an ongoing story of how I am being led to help another bipolar sufferer. His name is Daniel and he is in his late twenties.

I met a him in a not-by-chance manner last month just outside a neighborhood grocery store that I frequent. He was in bad shape I could tell. He approached me in a frightened but composed manner and had just one request of me.

I hesitated briefly and then said let's walk for a while and you can tell me your request. I quickly learned he was both homeless and bipolar and had been on the streets for the past several months.

Oh boy I thought to myself, what have I got myself into? I'm sure you have had a experience where you wanted to help someone but felt it was not achievable or worse, doing so could impact you and your life in a bad way!

A Friday in the Bipolar Lives of Me

So this past Friday I am having a typical slow start to my morning (it can take an hour for me to "get up" each day). My usual not-so-great bipolar depression mood is present. Blah, dead countenance, not much hope. I say to myself, "Another gray day, what the hey!"

But this doesn't last long. Things quickly changed when I got a call from my Dad. He said someone just called him saying they have my wallet! Now I have some anxiety to go along with my mood.

Oh no, not again!

This at least the 6th time I've lost my wallet. The mere thought of having to notify all those institutions and creditors that have cards in the wallet does not do well for one's spirit. How many times has  this unfortunate experience happened to you?

Computer Calamity Creates Confused Countenance

I'd like to share with you a real life potentially problematic problem of powerful proportions that I faced just the other day. It is a modern age problem that, should it happen to you, will create intense feelings of helplessness that suck.

It's when your computer crashes! It happened to me Saturday afternoon. My laptop was attacked by a gang of renegade programs and evil code. They took over and rendered it useless!

Furthermore, this electronic mayhem was starting to activate my bipolar symptoms and mood-states. Not good. Head for the hills!