great work keep it up! I love the first part about getting sideways glances and the description of the speed at which you were diagnosed. Work on build courses to help people with bipolar disorder thrive.
I lived out more of my undiagnosed manic life in my early 20’s in Brooklyn (Park Slope), so time-wise, our paths might well as crossed! A brownstone with oh so many roommates made it easy to hide: the city just has that energy that mood disorders can almost go unnoticed so to live there is an open invitation to threaten your mind, knowingly or not.
OMG we were there same time! And what a time it was. My sister lives super close to Park Slope (Prospect Heights) and I love that area. She has also been an insomniac the entire time she’s lived there.
Makes so much sense that you’d have been undiagnosed. NYC feels like bipolar urban incarnate to me. Even people who don’t have our diagnosis touch new edges of their spectrum.
great work keep it up! I love the first part about getting sideways glances and the description of the speed at which you were diagnosed. Work on build courses to help people with bipolar disorder thrive.
I think the more information the better, if you go a course in you go for it. Sorry I misspoke I am build course for people like us.
Ahh thank you so much David. That means a terrible lot to me. You’d like me to build courses for people with bipolar? wowie
I lived out more of my undiagnosed manic life in my early 20’s in Brooklyn (Park Slope), so time-wise, our paths might well as crossed! A brownstone with oh so many roommates made it easy to hide: the city just has that energy that mood disorders can almost go unnoticed so to live there is an open invitation to threaten your mind, knowingly or not.
OMG we were there same time! And what a time it was. My sister lives super close to Park Slope (Prospect Heights) and I love that area. She has also been an insomniac the entire time she’s lived there.
Makes so much sense that you’d have been undiagnosed. NYC feels like bipolar urban incarnate to me. Even people who don’t have our diagnosis touch new edges of their spectrum.