Telling the difference
"God give me the serenity to accept things which cannot be changed;
Give me courage to change things which must be changed;
And the wisdom to tell the difference."
Give me courage to change things which must be changed;
And the wisdom to tell the difference."
The wisdom to tell the difference. Critical. I discovered this saying when I was a teenager and I have always considered it one of the most beautiful and sagely pieces of prose in the world.
Back when I was 19, I had no clue that I was BiPolar. So recently when I revisited the words, I looked at them in reference to being BiPolar. Spot fckn on!
I wrote a post last year tilted "The BiPolar Dilemma". It was about the conundrum the BiPollar gets into when facing so many situations. For example: If you let a close friend down due to a bad spell of depression. Do you go easily on yourself, "accepting that this is something you can't change". Or do you reprimand yourself for "not having the courage to change things."
The wisdom to tell the difference. In the end that is what it's all about. So God, if you give me one thing, and not three, give me this one. The others will likely follow...
Back when I was 19, I had no clue that I was BiPolar. So recently when I revisited the words, I looked at them in reference to being BiPolar. Spot fckn on!
I wrote a post last year tilted "The BiPolar Dilemma". It was about the conundrum the BiPollar gets into when facing so many situations. For example: If you let a close friend down due to a bad spell of depression. Do you go easily on yourself, "accepting that this is something you can't change". Or do you reprimand yourself for "not having the courage to change things."
The wisdom to tell the difference. In the end that is what it's all about. So God, if you give me one thing, and not three, give me this one. The others will likely follow...
I have never given those words much thought before (They always struck me as trite) but reading them here today in the perspective of yopur post I reconsider and I think about how my circle of friends fell from so many to few (I lost my best friend after my third stay in hospital) and my wrecked relationship with me and my sole living parent my Father not to mention the distance between my son and I ...It also makes me think about my wife and little brother (My true best friends) who have stuck beside me through everything and I have put them through a lot. Hope shines on?
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"The wisdom to tell the difference. In the end that is what it's all about. So God, if you give me one thing, and not three, give me this one. The others will likely follow..." - BP Guy
ReplyDeleteThat is lovely. Thank you for those thoughts.
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ur a fuckin retard. you by polar sob. u want us to feel sorry for you cause your so disabled. when all you really are is a fricken loser that is fucked up in the head and thinks he's special for it. FUCK YOU. all of you are bipolar FREAKS and your wife too remy
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ReplyDeleteGet a life
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