Sara was twenty-seven, and what people used to call a wag: smart, quick-witted, encyclopedic.
She could recount every failed Everest expedition in mesmerizing detail -- the sort of a talent I would expect of a rock climber, not someone who'd never gone camping. Then I found out."There's something you should know about me," she said, a couple of hours into the date. I tried to remember if I'd sipped from her drink."I'm bipolar," she said."Good," I replied.
From a distance, I'd seen how much energy it took Nyla to keep her episodes under control: weekly doctor's visits, blood tests, complicated regimens of medications.
And yet for all their problems, my bipolar buddies had always kept things interesting.
Apparently from what i gathered, she and him fell asleep in bed. Since then she's been sick and hasnt really wanted me around for the past 3 days. She doesnt protest to me being with her, but she wont let me touch or hold or cuddle with her. I'm a forgive and forget kind of person, and i believe her when she says nothing happened at the guys house.
But the only way i can communicate with her is to drop in and see her at her house. I tell her i love her and want nothing more to be with her to love her, and comfort her. If not, she's probably sleeping with him, and I don't mean the kind with your eyes shut and you dream.
Everything was going well, up until last friday the 13.
We'd gone to a Hollywood hamburger stand and gabbed about bands and writers for four hours.A great article did appear in bp Hope, showing that these relationships can succeed: Marriage and Bipolar Disorder.I also like this short piece by Dr Jim Phelps on Relationships with Bipolar People.Take my friend Jerome, hired one summer to drive a van full of rich and annoying European teenagers across the country. I didn't hear Sara's story until later, but it didn't have many funny parts.Somewhere in the Midwest, without telling the kids or his employer or anyone else where he was going, he simply got out at a gas station and walked away. Her condition was rooted in a childhood depression that began when her father died suddenly of stomach cancer. Then came her diagnosis, and years of experimenting with different psychiatric drugs until her doctors found the magic combination.