Problem – Bipolar Disorder- Incurable Aching Balls Syndrome – Caged rat-ism

You have been there. Sometimes people just don’t get it. They refuse to take your words seriously. The problem is compounded if you are a super sexy guy with an awesome sense of humor and outrageous wit. Three years ago, I tried to find a solution and failed. 

Bipolar disorder is a serious problem. BPD can affect every aspect of a person’s life  resulting in damaged relationships, poor job or school performance, and even suicide. One in five persons with the disorder kills himself. (will save joke about female suicide failures for a later occasion)  It saddens me  that people refuse to believe that I suffer from this disorder. Statistics from lifeinlines clearly show my abnormally elevated and depressed moods over time. Most people dismiss it as common mood swings. Let’s face it folks, you cannot forever live in a state of denial – I suffer from Bipolar disorder. And no, this is NOT like the time I claimed kleptomania, attention deficit disorder, Obsessive-compulsive disorder or multiple personality disorder to get away from responsibility. This is a serious issue. I need all the support you can give me.

It is not as if I’m claiming to be suffering from the Incurable Aching Balls Syndrome like this friend of mine. That is preposterous. Incurable Aching Balls Syndrome, would you believe it? Agreed that his balls hurt, sometimes unbearably; agreed also that a few thousand dollars and a few good men/women quacks later, no one has a clue what the deal is, but the claim is barf-worthy. He is making it all up in his mind if you ask me. He should stop smoking strange compounds. It is because of  dubious claims like these that genuine sufferers like me are forced to face denial. No one even responds to my pity-mongering Facebook status messages anymore.

All this makes me feel like a caged rat. And that is something else I suffer from : Caged rat-ism. No one gets me. Do you?

Fatalism? Tam? sigh!