I think one of the less talked about aspects of Bipolar Disorder is what happens when one is stable. I mean we hear lots about both the depression side and the mania/hypomania side. But, what about life as a stable person? Some call it remission. No depression and no mania. Most people would think this is a non-issue. For the average person who doesn’t know BPD it isn’t an issue.
For those of us who only know living in extremes, it is unknown territory to be stable; to stay coloring inside the lines. That’s where I’ve been for at least a year now. It’s the first time I’ve been to this place for this long. The strangest part is I’m not sure I like it.