As far back as I can remember, I would tell my children in difficult times a saying I loved: “You cannot not choose.” I know it is not proper grammar but it makes perfect sense. You can go left, go right, go forward, go backward or do nothing but either way you have made a choice.
Every day I find myself remembering that saying since my Bipolar and PTSD has become a member of my family. The days are sometimes filled with ‘I don’t want to choose to do anything’ and luckily most days are filled with ‘I can move down the journey.’ I sometimes view this thing called bipolar as a gift to make a difference with, to educate when I can, like answering questions when my service dog and I are out.
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