BiPolar and Proud of it

I've gotten all charged up over the past 48 hours discovering all of these incredible communities of BiPolar people out there. And I'm picking up a synchronistic stirring wherever I look that BiPolars have had enough of being marginalised/stigmatised/demonised etc. etc. This is a groundswell and it's building fast. Sane people of the world watch out! We're coming.

Some of the things I said yesterday were said in a spirit of jest - but I'm serious. We need to get ourselves organised, recognised and respected. Collectively we've got a huge pool of talent. OK, we might not be as clockwork reliable as the rest of the tick tocks, but we more than make up for it with our flashes of passion and brilliance. Take a look at history - our club would have had some of the greatest artists, philosophers, poets and scientists of all time.

Maybe its time for us to start producing "BiPolar and Proud of it!" T-shirts, stickers, caps. Any other ideas out there?

I've been at the wrong end of many bipolar discriminations in my time. Medication forced into me against my will. Psychiatrist refusing to give me my files. A nasty custody courtcase where my mental history was dug up and thrown around to try and paint me as a villain. Medical Aids that don't cover chronic BiPolar medication because they're arguing about treatment algorithms.
So forgive me if I can really associate with this cause. Causes feel good. They give your life meaning. As Nietzsche said: "If you've got a why, you can endure any how".

You might have noticed that I'm on the top end of "In-the-Pink" today. But that's OK. I'm excited. We're all allowed to get excited, even us BiPolar dudes.