A Journal of Bipolar Love Reveals the Darkest Secrets

The Cognitive Dissonance Of Love (FULL TEXT)
By Jack Varnell · 05/28/2018
The Cognitive Dissonance Of Love
March 14, 2012 originally posted at the www.goodmenproj...
AUTHORS NOTE: I am a semi-educated and informed supporter of mental health issues, addiction
treatment and prevention, and suicide prevention. This post is, with the exception of some slight artistic
paint and polish, completely true,and comes directly from text messages, emails, and conversations held
between the two involved parties. In most cases it is verbatim minus some suicidal related comments, and
extremely “colorful” language. In the world of medicine, and with the exception of some misleading
recent advertising, mental health issues tend to be stigmatized, and callously discarded. There are always
several sides to a story and this is an attempt to shed a little light on the importance of the fact that the
illness itself affects everyone involved, and that all must be active, and willing participants in recovery,
and constantly aware and learning how to love and support each other in that healing process.
I hope it accomplishes that goal, and
if you need additional information or referrals to MH care providers
or services in your area, please direct message me @jackvarnell
and I will help if I can.
Excerpt from::A Journal Of Bipolar Love::
Prologue:
She says all the time that I couldn’t possibly understand what it means to be, well…her.
I always respond by re-informing her that, at least I am trying, and that seems to be more than anyone else
ever did. In my own self-righteous way, of course.I remind her that if nothing else we have love. We have
common ground, we have survival instinct and, have earned that right - to survive. It comes automatically
with a highly developed need to thrive.
The love lives in shared unfinished sentences. In mutual feelings and visions. Love lives in the big picture
and in the lies that aren’t real because we know defenseless moments in time, and unguarded smiles of
recognition and acceptance.
What’s important, the thing she forgets most often, is that we have shared so much of life and all it has
had to offer us. Before we even met. I know a little about what it all means, as does she. Mania,
depression, hopelessness and addictions of all sorts have crossed my path. They have tempted me with the
ease of giving up and sinking down for the last time. She has had the same along with trauma I can only
imagine.
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