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Bipolar? Diva? What? That's Just Crazy!

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Bipolar. Diva.

At first glance those two words seem to have no logical connection. Well at least to a non-crazy, non-Diva like person. At dinner the other night my husband posed the question:


“Why Bipolar Diva?” He had that look on his face, the one I've come to realize means he thinks I'm crazy. Well, I am.

My bipolar thought “What the hell are you talking about? I am a Diva!” Now that would be the bipolar symptom of “Unrealistic, grandiose beliefs about one’s abilities or powers.”

My Diva thought “I make bipolar look good! Now pour me another glass of champagne and I’ll take a little more butter on that roll please. I don’t want to chance chipping my freshly manicured nails.” This would match one of the Urban Dictionary’s definitions: “A girl or woman with an exaggerated sense of self-importance, requiring a great deal of attention and excessive effort to maintain beauty, style and image.”


Pretty much the same theme going on there I think. It got me wondering just how alike the two words, the two parts of my personality, are. I mean, in my mind, they’re pretty damned identical. But to the ordinary human it may need some explaining.


I think my shopping addiction can wrap up several similarities in one fell swoop: (Shopping addiction, yet another symptom of both bipolar-ness and Diva-ness)

Bipolar: Talking so rapidly that others can’t keep up, racing thoughts, jumping quickly from one idea to the next.

Diva: “I’ll take these. Wait, maybe those. No, no, what about the sparkly ones? Oh, and I need lingerie to match, and shoes.”

Bipolar: Impaired judgment, and impulsiveness. Acting recklessly without thinking of the consequences.

Diva: “What the heck? I’ll take them all! What? There’s no room left on that credit card? Here, take two more. After all I have to have to have those Chanel sunglasses and the Manolos to keep up my polished Happy Valley Mom image.”

Bipolar: Feeling unusually “high” and optimistic OR extremely irritable.

Diva: “Can you please have someone carry all 19 of these beautiful, wonderfully filled shopping bags to my car?” “What do you mean I’ll have to wait a half hour for that? I want someone and I want them NOW!”

Bipolar: depression

Diva: “I have absolutely nothing to wear. All that shopping for nothing! I’m going to bed for a day or two. Bring me an aspirin and a Xanex.”

See? It all makes perfect sense to me. The two are intertwined, at least in my justifying, bipolar mind. I’m really not trying to make light of Bipolar Disorder. It can be a devastating force in many of the lives of those that are affected.

I’m one of the fortunate ones; my condition is mild for the most part. Bipolar is what makes me who I am. I’m usually on the high and optimistic end of the spectrum, but the lows are all too low and extremely dark. I tend to try to write through those times. You can find a few of those writings here: Unorthodox, Calm, Sea Turtles, Not So Good. I isolate myself from everything and everyone during those dark days. You can find out more about Bipolar Disorder in this book The Bipolar Disorder Survival Guide.

I was diagnosed in 2008. I’ve worked though a lot and am finally on what we believe to be the correct pharmaceutical cocktail for me. I’m determined to take control of my situation and not let it control me. That's why I wrote The Stronger Force.

There's one more Urban Dictionary definition of Diva fits here pretty well I think: “A woman who appreciates everything achieved in life's past knowing that it only adds to who they will become in life's future.”

Now where’s my credit card? I have some online shopping to do!


10 comments:

Unknown Mami May 6, 2010 at 9:28 AM  

I appreciate that you do use humor to deal with a serious topic. Sometimes humor makes all the difference in life. Can you imagine if you didn't have a sense of humor about it?

Teri May 6, 2010 at 9:54 AM  

I see so many people that let it pull them around and they're miserable. I've just decided that I'll control it and being able to realize that it's something I have to deal with so I might as well see the best of it. :)

Teri May 6, 2010 at 10:39 AM  

Crap! I have a typo and I can't fix it until I get home! UGH!

Pop Pop May 6, 2010 at 2:44 PM  

See? We do qualify as brother and sister! My highs are great and longer lasting than the lows, which, like yours, are dark! And I always try and find the humor in all situations. Dead stop traffic jam? Get out and ask people in neighboring car if they have any Grey Poupon!

Jacob Lewis May 6, 2010 at 8:59 PM  

Well thanks for clearing that up. Can't say that I relate to the Diva part, but I can certainly relate to the other. You have my attention now.

Teri May 6, 2010 at 10:14 PM  

Well Jacob I try! heehee, thank you :)

Gucci Mama May 7, 2010 at 2:12 AM  

I hear you on the Diva thing, sister. You rock.

Teri May 7, 2010 at 9:31 AM  

GM,

Thank you! The Diva thing, yeah, that's where it's happenin' :)

Ms Batman October 12, 2010 at 8:35 AM  

You just put BPD into words someone else can understand. It's like you're living in my head. (although my shopping? On a *much* smaller scale).

Thank you

Dark Mother January 28, 2011 at 4:31 PM  

I've recently been diagnosed with Cyclothymia (but have had the symptoms for 2 decades....G.D. doctors). I'm so glad I found your blog. I can't wait to read through it all!

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