I was thinking about my lovely yellow glasses and their spectrum-limiting ability that allegedly helps my brain know that it is night time. They don't make it dark, they just limit the amount and the kind of light that is getting to my eyes.
And I looked at my little info-graphic up there. And remembered explaining to a family member that my moods do not go from Sad to Happy. They go from Hiding-In-The Dark-And-Sleeping-A-Ridiculous-Amount to Super-Irritated-Leave-Me Alone-I-Need-To-Do-This-For-The-Next-Twelve-Hours.
"How's that working for you?"
Pretty much okay since most of the time I am not at those extremes. Or if I am I don't stay there as long. (And as I pointed out before, even people with mood disorders are allowed to experience emotion. Even people who are Depressed can be sad.)
So now I think I am working on narrowing my mood spectrum so that I am going from Sad to Happy. And those can be my extremes. Just shave a little off both ends. Because really I never need to spend any length of time at the outer edges.
A narrower range of the mood spectrum. Not eliminating strong emotions.
P.S. after I spent many many many hours singing Mary Lamber's "Secrets" while my daughter watched me choreograph a tap routine, I got to have a lovely talk with her about why she might not want to say "s**t" around people because a lot of people are offended by the word.
It's an offensive name for poop.
Yup. So how about when we sing the song we just say "stuff." Because that's really what they mean in the video. That will be our clean version. Some artists record one version of a song that has words that are offensive to some people and they will record another version with different words so their song can be played on the radio.
Yeah. I've got bipolar disorder, my stuff is not in order...
Quaker, teacher, parent,