Bad Dog

I once read a story
a long time ago
that Depression was like a bad dog
who creeps up on you slow.
I have Bipolar Disorder
it’s an ugly disease
another kind of bad dog
who never really leaves.
Yet training this bad dog
has taught things to me,
sometimes hard to remember,
but I can think of THREE.
The FIRST is to find
the silver lining of things
if I see only dark
only pain it brings.
The SECOND is to think
outside of the box
to learn coping skills
and ways to detox.
The THIRD is learning
how to talk about pain
and not suffer alone
with nothing to gain.
Taming the bad dog
was harder than hell
it took years of my life
and left me a shell.
But looking on the bright side,
I take heart to know
that despite the dark winter
I managed and continued to grow.

Bipolar #Mentalillness

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