Como poeta que eres llegaste
Como poeta que eres juraste amarme
Tal ves fingiendo lo que sentías
Así te revelaste
Como el farsante astuto que eras
Como ese trovador sagaz
Que penetra con puñales mi alma
Y en la oscuridad de mi realidad
La voluntad nos gobierna
No la razón
Los poetas no viven de pan y vino
Y yo
No vivo del amor.
by Mara McWilliams
Lately it seems that the media is airing a lot of dirty laundry about bipolar disorder, without showing the public that many of us are kind, empathetic, in active recovery, and are responsible individuals. I have yet to see any journalists mention the long list of bipolar celebrities of the past or present: Sting, Marilyn Monroe, Abraham Lincoln, Buzz Aldrin, Carrie Fischer, Francis Ford Coppolla…. Check the Internet. We hear little about how these influential people in our society also suffered from or were survivors of the brain disorder termed Bipolar Disorder, which affects approximately 1% of the general population.
It seems reckless and irresponsible for the media to continue to portray those with brain disorders, formerly labeled as being mentally ill, as raving psychotic lunatics incapable of making healthy decisions for themselves. As a woman with Bipolar Disorder, I am fed up with continually being misrepresented on television. If the media wants the drama and ratings associated with the psychotic and dissociative episodes that bipolars can experience, they need to air a show about bipolar recovery. Yes, recovery is possible for those with brain disorders and as a TV viewer; I would like to see shows that exemplify that.
One of my favorite TV series’ is Law & Order. I love the story lines and learning about the judicial system. However, as much as I love this show, it has portrayed bipolar individuals as criminals committing horrendous violent crimes. Only one time did it recently air a show about an extremely intelligent bipolar woman who wanted to make a clear and valid point to society about reality-TV shows and the harm they are causing on society. Her means were extreme yet brilliant in the effect they had on the viewer. But like many others, she was arrested and carted off to jail to join the masses of misdiagnosed and untreated individuals who are jam packing our prison system.
It’s time for our media to take a responsible approach when dealing with brain disorders. If a station decides to air a segment about the devastating effects of the illness or the high suicide rate of 20% then show a follow up segment about people who are properly diagnosed, medicated, and are in active recovery. Show the public both sides of the story. The best way to promote wellness in any society is through education.
Wake up people, it’s 2004. In a time where we have made incredible medical and technological advances, we still have not found cures for many illnesses; AIDS, cancer, Downs Syndrome, SIDS, and many brain disorders, including bipolar disorder. In the eighties, AIDS patients were feared, ridiculed, and ostracized. Today in our more educated society most have realized that AIDS, though not curable, is treatable with the right medication regimen along with proper diet, exercise, and a healthy lifestyle. Today, one would be viewed as an insensitive clod if they were to hold to the 80’s stigma surrounding AIDS. The same holds true for individuals with Bipolar Disorder. Once properly diagnosed, bipolar disorder is treatable, and living a healthy balanced life becomes attainable. It is my hope and ultimate goal to see that the stigma associated with brain disorders fade as our society becomes educated about the illness. Fear is generally what motivates intolerance. If our media stood up and addressed brain disorders without any bias many people could be helped.
more information: http://www.maramcwilliams.com/
Sintiéndose aturdido
Ahora, tal vez
Es posible que haya cierto remordimiento en su voz
O es temor
O es cuidado de el mismo
Es protección
O sabe que es débil
Y que de golpe cae sin luz
Tembloroso,
Casi lloroso
De pasos recogidos
Silencio tormentoso
Y voces en el olvido.
Sola has visto una estación.
No debemos juzgar a las personas por solo ver una de sus temporadas. La esencia, el placer, el regocijo y el amor, solo pueden ser medidas al final , cuando las has visto todas; Si te das por vencido ahora en el invierno, te habrás perdido la promesa de la primavera , la belleza del verano y la satisfacción del otoño.
No dejes que el dolor de alguna estación destruya la dicha del resto.
No juzgues las cosas por una estación difícil .
Dicen que el que persevera alcanza, siempre se puede contra las dificultades y las malas rachas.
Ten fe, espera
El tiempo puede empezar a mejorar…
El animo es fácil de mantener pero la fuerza no tanto; después de ya casi 10 años de mi primer diagnostico psiquiátrico me siento drenada emocionalmente, agotada, seca. He intentado un sin numero de tratamientos y medicinas, aun no he tenido éxito. Hoy luego de casi 1 año y medio de haber tomado la decisión de rechazar la medicina occidental y de estar utilizando métodos alternos, con tristeza me toca aceptar que el hierro se oxida y mis fundaciones pueden ceder hasta hacer que todo el edificio se derrumbe.Mi primera reacción no fue la mejor de todas, volver a utilizar medicamentos, químicos en mi organismo, veneno en mi cuerpo, es inaceptable, es un castigo.Aun no estoy muy segura de haber tomado la decisión correcta en cuanto a esto, ya sabremos mas adelante, mientras tanto me dedico a buscar mas información al respecto, tratamientos, nuevos medicamentos y hasta celebridades bipolares, pero ese es otro tema. Mientras tanto recomiendo escuchar Litihum de Nirvana. XOXO
No hasta que por fin me haya mordido y vea mi sangre correr por sus labios. No hasta que sus manos se fundan en mi cuerpo y nos convirtamos en uno, respirando al unísono y dejando de ser quienes somos.
Pensé que dormía, pensé que había calma, te extraño…donde estas, háblame al oído, tócame como a las cuerdas de tu guitarra, haslo suavemente y roza con tus dientes mi espalda.
Donde estas, me he secado, soy un tempano, me creo fantasma, estoy confundida tal ves aterrada pero se que estaremos juntos, cuando mi alma viaje al olvido.
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