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While I have related to them, I have not reblogged a challenge post of any kind before, but this SLS pick by the challenge creator, Helen Vahdati, is like no other. Right from the title, then into the lyrics and the way Jessie J sings it I felt it. Its meaning is both literally and …
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This is one of the best posts or articles I have ever read on the subject of bipolar. It is loud and it does whisper and with a lot of hard work, you can come to a point of recovery. And this version of “The Sound of Silence” is one of my favorites!
I totally agree with everything Rebekah says about strength, courage, how it affects relationships and the importance of God in the equation.
This is definitely worth the read.
Lydia!
~written by Susan Walz
If you ever wondered about the title of my blog, My Loud Bipolar Whispers, I will explain it the best I can…
The definition of loud is producing or capable of producing much noise and is easily audible; with a great deal of volume. Synonyms for loud are noisy, deafening, roaring, thunderous and powerful.
The definition of whisper is speak very softly using one’s breath without one’s vocal cords, especially for the sake of privacy. The synonyms for whisper are murmur, mumble and hiss.
In simplest terms bipolar disorder is a mental disorder (or as I like to refer to it as a brain disease) marked by alternating periods of elation and depression. Bipolar disorder is a mental health condition that causes extreme mood swings that include emotional…
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I find this post very thought-provoking and insightful and definitely worth reading. Am I getting enough out of my dash?
Lydia!
“What matters is how we live and love and how we spend our dash”
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I read of a man who stood to speak at a funeral of a friend. He referred to the dates on the tombstone from the beginning…to the end.
He noted that first came the date of birth and spoke of the following date with tears, but said what mattered most of all was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time they spent alive on earth and now only those who loved them know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own, the cars..the house…the cash. What matters is how we lived and loved and how we spend our dash.
So think about this long and hard; are there things you’d like to change? For you…
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