This is my first ever post interacting with the world. Tired many times through different mediums , failed.
Recently I read a blog of a bipolar superstar. I kept reading the chapter of the blogger again and again and could relate and feel every minute detail of it . I started having a hope within me. The writings and chapters made me rewind and forward the chapters of my life. I could stop any episode that occurred, live in there . Being there, in the very moment . Then move on to another moment , live it and again the other . expedite the roles i played.
As I continue to read, i realised that I for once , wasn’t alone. There are many who may somewhere relate to me .Life seems like its a speedo – meter.
Its been 12 years , or maybe more then that . I have been struggling to be with people and talk . Tried to make friends just like others, never succeeded. Yes i have mental sickness , they say bipolar. Got the know when i started to get attacks . Up until then just like everyone who is suffering , I too felt the same . It cant happen to me , i am very strong . But its happening . It has happened .
Just like the mystic blogger . I decided to write and share through this wonderful medium. It has taken a lot of courage to write this down too . I aint a good writer, I may convey my feelings. Even i dont , its still good . Atleast i am talking . Either to myself or rest . Who talks anyways now-a -days .