The Tasmanian Devil from the Looney Toons is known for spinning around like a tornado and going absolutely mad. That’s exactly how I feel inside when I’m manic. Occasionally that inside world seeps out into the real world. That’s when things get messed up. I also get depressed. But I don’t have a Looney Tunes character for my depression. Basically I’m just a loaf. It doesn’t do anything. It just sits there. Hoping someone will find it useful. No one wants it if it’s not dressed up with other things. Who wants a plain loaf?
Anyway, Here I post about the ups and downs of my life with bipolar disorder. That all includes the Tasmanian Devil, the Loaf, and the “Tea Cup” (Because when I’m normal I’m practically a tiny delicate tea up on the brink of loaf or devil at any moment’s notice) I also post about my life of faith, family, and friends. (Oh yeah, those other things that make up a profound part of my complicated outer and inner-world lives). Together all these things are aspects of myself without getting into too much detail.