My Pills: A Helpful Tool

 I take pills when I get up in the morning. I take a pill at dinner. I take pills before I go to bed. They do all different things. There's anti-depressants, anti-psychotics, and a blood pressure pill. There's supplements that help the prescription pills or help to offset the side effects.

The morning pile

When I look at my pill piles I always remember my grandmother complaining that she took too many pills. I also think about all the people you meet, see on TV, or online who say "I tried those pills and I didn't feel like myself."

The evening pile

Then I think about myself and myself sucks. I have bipolar one. Without the pills small things became a crisis. I might not be able to get out of bed under the crushing weight of my depression. On the other hand I might become so manic that my speech could be nonsensical and my whole body would shake and sweat. Either could make me want to end it all.

My little dinner time treat

With the pills I'm much more level. A crisis is still a crisis but it probably won't drive me to one extreme or the other. The pills aren't perfect, I still get the occasional bout of depression that makes me want to lay down and I still get a little too excited sometimes. But the point is the symptoms are manageable and they don't last. They come, I deal with them, and most importantly I go on with my life.

When I look at the good these pills have done for me I really want to tell everyone who needs them to take them. They help. Your brain isn't working right. The medicines help. 

The medicines help.

Taking a walk, eating more fish, cheering up, calming down, getting over it, shining sunlight on your butt hole. If it works for you great, but for the people who need them real science, real medicine is what they need. Don't tell them they don't need them because they can just get a puppy instead.

Even with the pills it's still a lot of work to stay sane. But it's a hell of a lot easier than without them.