Memoirs of a BiPolar Love Addict

Preface to memoirs.

         The time was right. My lease was expiring, and my ex-husband wanted me to move closer to him to help raise our son. I had spent the past several years in Largo getting sober. I had a problem back then. Staying sober was an issue; a challenge. It was also a phase. Oh, those people in AA will tell you that to remain healthy you MUST remain sober, and a member of your group, continuing to go to meetings daily and working the steps. They will also tell everyone everything about you. That’s why I quit going. I have a strong belief that you should take what people tell you about themselves and store it within you, never letting it be heard coming from your lips.

         I did carry my sobriety over to Titusville with me. It was the groups there that ruined the experience for me. Today, for some reason, I don’t have a problem staying away from booze. I can take it or leave it. But, perhaps the desire to drink is gone because I’ve replaced the alcohol with love.

         In the following pages I will share with you my experiences from the pages of my journal, and through the poems that I have written since moving to Titusville. These have been some of the most trying, most joyous times of my life. Being a BiPolar woman has many peaks and valleys. I will try to help you understand the feelings that accompany this disorder, so that you may better understand your condition, or that of your loved one.


**Author's note**PLEASE leave a comment on this. I need to know if I am going in the right direction.