Hi! You found my page so we must have something in common. I am a proud Bipolar Mamma with Fibromyalgia trying to keep up with things while other stuff is crumbling around me. Anything sound familiar or ringing any bells? I’ve been Bipolar since the age of 15 so I have some tips and tricks, and my Fibro has been diagnosed since 2006 so I have some hacks there too. Maybe I can save you some spoons. (If you don’t know the spoons theory I am sure I’ll get into it more in depth in a post or maybe put up a link so everyone will get it)
Ok, here’s a little more, let me get a little vulnerable virtually, I’m the estranged parent of an adult child who doesn’t want me as a Mom. We don’t fight, I am at the stage where it’s more about accepting their choices and respecting their wishes. Does it hurt? A WHOLE BUNCH! There are extenuating circumstances that I’m sure we’ll take a deep dive into. Did I make mistakes along the way? Absolutely. Can I go back and change it? No. If you knew me you’d know I judge myself harsher than anyone would. So while I’m all for talking and trying to reconnect, I can only work on the now, and I work on myself every day.
Another angle we might connect, I have an autistic teenager. She didn’t talk until after she was around two. We learned to sign and that helped. We got her in advanced learning and therapy from around then and I KNOW that helped tremendously, now she never stops talking and is almost where she’s supposed to be learning wise. It was a LONG road and we are by no means done but I feel like we are at least on the right path. We’ll talk about her and the struggles we have and the ways I have found works for her most days, and I will probably share tools that help us navigate the very choppy waters of day to day life. I’m not an expert and can’t and won’t tell you what to do, but we can brainstorm together. Or you can talk and I can listen. There’s a meme somewhere about an autism parent falling into a hole. I’ll post that somewhere too, but the end is, nothing works the way its supposed to for everyone, its trial and error, but I can climb down sit with you in the hole while we figure a way out together.
Still with me but nothing is resonating? Here’s something I think everyone can relate to at one point or another, grief and loss. I lost my Dad at a young age, and multiple losses recently have been a difficult load for me to bear. I wonder why I’m here, if I make a damn bit of difference to the world around me. I don’t, but I want to. Hence this blog.
I have the unique experience of dying and coming back to life as well which I feel like gives me a pretty unusual perspective. I was dead and thankfully have a partner that knew CPR. It took me a month in the hospital and several more in rehab, but while laying there I thought of my family, but also our purpose of being here. I thought about it a lot. I thought about it even more when someone close to me passed away. Why? The only thing I can figure is I still haven’t done something I’m supposed to do. So I am plugging away, I might just be the person you needed to hear one day, or maybe its just a matter of listening and caring.
I’m quite sarcastic and more than a little swear-y. That’s not an apology more like a warning, but I’ll try and contain it. I love to read, and I love to write. Most of it will make you blush. I’m also a cat mom, and you will hear about them no doubt as well.
In conclusion, I don’t know where I’m going to go with this, but where ever it is, I WANT to help. You may think, oh she’s a stranger she doesn’t care, I can promise you I do! Join me, lets chat. Better yet, lets build a community of people who actually care and work together to make some changes for the better.
WannaBeNormal 