I got tired of having five blogs and didn't want to just create a sixth, so this blog is really bipolar disorder plus life in general. I was diagnosed about a month ago. Currently I take Lithium, Lamictal, Risperdal, and a multivitamin. I will head back to school in December and we'll take it from there.
Today I found out that I cannot donate bone marrow. The Lithium renders my bone marrow useless. I feel...cheated, somehow; marrow donation was a pet dream of mine. Over the last year and a half, I nurtured it and it grew, until marrow donation was the only sure thing in my future.
And now it all comes crashing down.
Everyone loses dreams to bipolar disorder...Heck, everybody eventually loses dreams anyway. But mine was not a normal teenage dream. I didn't dream of traveling the world and getting drunk; I never wanted to party all night. All I wanted was to donate bone marrow, to give up my body for God's purposes and save a life.
And now I can't.
Why do bad things happen to good people?