There are two ways of spreading light; to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.
– Edith Wharton
The day after my daughter was diagnosed with bipolar disorder, I went into her bedroom to see if she was awake yet. I sat down on her bed and she sleepily said, “Is everything okay? You look like someone has died.”
My daughter didn’t understand the impact of her diagnosis. And evidently, neither did I.
It is difficult for me to imagine, the pure hell my daughter was going through living with un-diagnosed and untreated bipolar disorder. I will leave that part of the story for her to tell. I could never tell it correctly.
However, I can help by telling my experiences as the mother of a child diagnosed with having bipolar disorder. Parents of newly-diagnosed children need to hear encouraging words. I sure wish I had.
” ‘Cause there’s no use running
When you’re on the wrong road.”
– Don Williams
In my recent post, “Thank You Carrie Fisher and Maurice Benard,” I talked about the day our daughter was diagnosed as having Bipolar Disorder. I had found this diagnosis so difficult to accept, in part because she had already been seeing a therapist for two years, and the only diagnosis was anxiety.
This therapist had been highly recommended to me by counselors at Liane’s Middle School. However, true to this therapist’s arrogant nature, he began to talk to my daughter about herbal treatment, without consulting me. At the time Liane was 12. He convinced her that a natural remedy would help her feel better. So of course she wanted to try it.
“Bipolar disorder, it’s a challenge. But it can set you up to be able to do almost anything else in your life.”
– Carrie Fisher
During the late spring of 1977, my boyfriend and I joined countless others in going to see “Star Wars.” I was mostly entertained by the whimsical nature of the film, especially the famous bar scene. And I did enjoyed seeing Carrie Fisher as Princess Leia, a beautiful and fearless heroine — a rarity for box office fare, back then.