ADAA Personal Story: Ode to Bipolar Disorder

[ADAATeamRachel]

Ode to Bipolar Disorder by Augustine Raynelle: adaa.org/living-with-anxiet...

"Packed away in a box

Some sticks, paper and string

Stored up high in the closet

Since sometime last spring

The bag never was opened

And the price tag still on it

Right after I bought it

Then I didn’t want it

To put it all together

Was a lot of work I knew

But today was a Saturday

And there was nothing much to do

To my utter amazement

My task was completed

I drove to the lake

For once, undefeated

The drifting white clouds

Looked like cotton candy

The waves lapping the shore

And the beach, warm and sandy

The beautiful day

Lost on not even me

Just for this moment, living...

Was not such a bad thing to be

The kite soared in the sun

In the bright summer sky

It dipped, then flew higher

It crested and dived

It had never felt such a freedom

By the wind, carried and tossed

But then the world noticed

And the moment was lost

The day remained perfect

In the air not a sound

And then for no reason

The kite crashed to the ground."

[litethatnevergoesout]

Life is in a constant state of Flux. We need to remember the good times when the low times inevitably come. It's a good example of the fleeting moments of our life. The good times help us endure the hard times.