A day that does concern me is the day we visit the drugstore. This is the day that we go and fetch all my medication. I am not afraid to say that I have bipolar disorder and need medicine each day.
If you are rolling your eyes right now I can understand why because funny enough the first words that always comes up is Crazy in the head.Well here is the thing, I have come to terms with it and it is under complete control due to the help I receive not only physically but also emotionally. I did not mention this to ask for sympathy or loads of comments on how difficult it must be, I mentioned it cause my visit during month end shocks me. There they are, all the people from the cars, the pedestrians and the public transport users, all waiting for their monthly fix. And it shocks me cause almost every one of them has it these days, the antidepressant, something few knows about because it concerns only you.
What has the world become? A place where we fight for survival by just keeping it cool, helping to take the edge off? This is happening because of how everything changes so rapidly that most of the time we can't keep up. Companies restructure, implementation of change, work load, customers, our relationships and even those that are looking for work. What happens to them in this economy? They don't have all the luxuries of being treated and having medicine adjusted when it is needed. Most of the time some does not even have access to medicine at all, they get what they can to help.
Yes that is when it concerns me, the moment you realize we all have a need, some have a want and for some it is non negotiable. We are all waiting for more and more passengers to get on the boat, to joins us as we prepare to sail facing weather that is unlikely to ever change.
In the end it is private and yes it is none of our concern but at least on one day for two minutes stop and think about it, you are not the only one, there are others out there, others that walks life in the light and those who walks it in the dark.
