I was sitting in the vast waiting area of the Physical Therapy wing waiting for my appointment when I noticed the Death announcements had popped up on the Television mounted on the wall.
As I am slowly mounting the crest of the hill of middle age; It is no surprise that at this moment it finally dawned on me that many of the announcements were for people under the age of 65.
Suddenly I was filled with this immense sadness, because I realized none of them had probably lived to retirement. That meant everything they had worked and hoped for would never be seen to fruition. They could not RELAX and enjoy life.
Now, I’m not saying that people don’t get away from time to time and enjoy some of the finer things in life. But, that is a far cry from the freedom and relaxation of retirement.
This is why, at times, I am grateful for the impulsive nature of Bipolar Disorder. Often, I find I have had more EXPERIENCES while saddling up and tightening the reigns of a manic episode. I say yes to things I would normally run from. I endeavor to do great things, believing in myself to achieve my often too lofty goals.
Failure is an inevitability and necessity of life. It is in failure that we learn. YES, we fail BIG frequently when manic. But some of our greatest successes will be when we embrace that true part of ourselves and give in to that crazy out-of-the-box mind.
Remember: Just because the fish is not on the line, doesn’t mean you don’t keep baiting your hook and trying.