Bipolar disorder and the ever-changing seasons

With the whisper of spring, the flowers begin to bloom The clouds start to let down and I begin to spiral out into self-destruction. For this use to be the usual cycle of my Bipolar struggle. It seems like every time the weather cooled down I was in a phase of menacing depression but by the time the Eastertide came by everything seemed to have changed I seemed happier. Everything seemed more colorful and full of life could it have been that the times have changed or that things were coming to life again? Unfortunately, this was not the case I’d start off this way but end up for weeks at a time in psychiatric hospitals due to how self-destructive I could end up becoming. This eventually led to one of the hardest points in my life. The time my son was taken from. I have battled with this illness ever since I was sixteen but nothing could ever compare to this moment. This was my wake up call. My bipolar disorder is triggered by things like high levels of stress, being off my medications, and high-pressured situations. I also believe that certain times can trigger episodes, for example, I’m more likely higher to get an episode during the springtime, the reason I believe that is because of the higher stress I’m in during this time, due to work and family because we tend to travel more and a lot of the preparation and responsibilities are left to me. Another reason I believe this is because I’ve had many past traumas during these times and that brings up memories and some related stressors as well. However, I’ve learned many ways to cope with my stressors and triggers since I became a mindset coach. Some of these things are learning from the past and avoiding those same mistakes. Remembering to take my meds and always following my doctor’s orders. Also, always telling myself to stop living in the past and remember today is now and today is all we have. Bipolar disorder has definitely been a learning experience for me but I learn something new every single day and I learn to love myself a little more each time.