Everyone always looks back and says, “damn, I wish I would’ve known that going into this, maybe I wouldn’t have _______.” For me it was getting my bipolar diagnosis. There are so many things I wish I had known when I got my type I bipolar disorder diagnoses back in 2006.
I've been thinking about this one for a while now. I discussed in detail in groups in rehab and with the therapists in rehab. I know it’s a common thing in addicts, the fear of abandonment. Our lives are such chaos when we are using, that we look for anything that can become a constant in our lives.
Music has always been a big source of inspiration and healing for me. Like most everyone on this planet. I was born in the 80's and grew up on 90's house, techno, and pop music. The likes of Sonique, Ace of Base, Real McCoy, La Bouche (god who could forget Melanie Thornton's voice, RIP), Alanis Morrisette, and the list could go on and on.
It’s taken me a while to get to the point where I could fully talk about what's been going on the last couple of months. As usual, I was open the entire time on social media, but not detailed or thorough. Just the occasional post about where I was and how it was going.