<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2015 13:21:13 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>mental health</category><category>mental illness</category><category>bipolar disorder</category><category>depression</category><category>baking</category><category>medications</category><category>bread</category><category>humor</category><category>PTSD</category><category>alternative therapies</category><category>bipolar</category><category>domestic 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depression</category><category>ppd</category><category>procrastination</category><category>relaxation</category><category>religion</category><category>review</category><category>romance</category><category>smile</category><category>sourdough</category><category>starters</category><category>strength</category><category>suicidal ideations</category><category>support</category><category>tadpoles</category><category>time</category><category>trust</category><category>twitter</category><title>Reality Hide and Seek</title><description>musings on searching for reality while running away from it at the same time</description><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>270</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><blogger:adultContent>true</blogger:adultContent><item><guid 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It&#39;s time for me to change directions with this blog. I&#39;ll leave it up for a bit longer, but after I get the new one up and running, this one will be gone. If you want the new blog address, PM me from Facebook or Twitter, send an email, or use the contact form. I will not guarantee I&#39;ll give it to you, but if I decline your request, and you have a legitimate reason for following the blog, I </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2015/06/time-to-move-on.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VSLeEii7z4Q/VZE9eCW9oII/AAAAAAAAHqM/yYAHEK1WY78/s72-c/elvgren_suitcase.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-8515599075246923983</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jun 2015 14:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-06-01T10:51:57.465-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar depression</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar disorder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">depression</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hopeless</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Major depressive disorder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">self-harm</category><title>Doubtful</title><atom:summary type="text">This is a copy of a post I wrote last week (5/27/2015) on my timeline in FaceBook: 

Interesting observation from my therapist...I&#39;m crying, feeling  hopeless; just finished 4 wks of some of the  scariest depression I&#39;ve  experienced, 2 wks titrating off one med, 2 wks of no meds. I&#39;m saying  I&#39;m not sure I want to try the new one I start tomorrow. It seems so  pointless. Then she reminds me of </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2015/06/doubtful.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-20hA6-rgQfA/VWxqo8MseMI/AAAAAAAAHeg/ZCn1ExWmyZo/s72-c/doubtful.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-5929779548257947782</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 May 2015 14:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-05-09T10:58:34.488-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar disorder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mental health</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mental illness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mood disorder</category><title>Detailed description of bipolar disorder...</title><atom:summary type="text">...using the overused metaphor of a roller coaster, for those of you who have no idea what it&#39;s really like (or those of you that do and want a piquant version of bipolar disorder). Fasten your seat belts...




This can happen in any order, this just happens to be how it happens to me, sometimes all in one day and more than once that same day. I&#39;m under the impression that I&#39;m not the norm, </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2015/05/detailed-description-of-bipolar-disorder.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o2bAv2qonac/VU4Qi76l6YI/AAAAAAAAHNM/3mNCegYnrlE/s72-c/rollercoaster.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-5156369909001020580</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2015 14:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-03-25T10:10:26.923-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mental health</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mental illness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">narcissism</category><title>Is my blog simply narcissistic? </title><atom:summary type="text">

I&#39;ve been thinking about this quite a bit lately. For about the last six months, things have been horrible for me. I&#39;ve endured severe depression, bizarre med changes, and a thwarted suicide attempt (thank you to my husband for finding me in time). Finally, coming out of hell, I&#39;ve started examining my life (bad idea), trying to change bad habits (good idea), trying to be more productive and </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2015/03/is-my-blog-simply-narcissistic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KPf7QM47934/VRK850QAZOI/AAAAAAAAG8M/f0OYjND0d4w/s72-c/womanmirror.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-3780782613944727414</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2015 13:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-02-19T08:38:30.349-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mental illness</category><title>Stolen</title><atom:summary type="text">



for almost 8 months
my body tried to destroy her
I fought to save her
with modern medicine

centuries ago
my body would have won

would it have been better?
for her
for me
for them

dangerous birth
problems for the next 20+ years
different diagnoses
different doctors
different psychiatrists
different therapists 
different medications
nobody knew why
nobody knew what
nobody had answers that </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2015/02/stolen.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LWqw9Umbjic/VOXl24Rd5iI/AAAAAAAAG3g/JZOWIxlf5FI/s72-c/2009_03_Shattered_490X327.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-6079050323449695895</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2015 21:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-02-09T18:58:00.387-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar disorder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">information</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Major depressive disorder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mental disorder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mental illness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">National Institute of Mental Health</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NIMH</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">posttraumatic stress disorder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">PTSD</category><title>Time for a refresher course</title><atom:summary type="text">

The fifth version of the DSM (Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Illnesses) came out in 2013, and people still seem clueless (but then, who really reads the DSM).  Regardless of whether or not you have bipolar disorder, or you have a partner or friend with bipolar disorder, or just want to be able to understand what someone is going through, it&#39;s important to get both professional and </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2015/02/time-for-refresher-course.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sinj6iHG4zc/VNlCXjAL9yI/AAAAAAAAG2g/u4oN0gymli8/s72-c/just%2Bthe%2Bfacts.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-3273624873416306446</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Jan 2015 14:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T09:10:22.949-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">abuse</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">PTSD</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">self-harm</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">self-injury</category><title>Evil returns...but then it&#39;s always been there...waiting</title><atom:summary type="text">The words swirled around in my head, doing a dance of destruction, making my two worlds blend into one. The one set of two simple words a fluke, a one time situation, said without thought, said without knowing. The other set having been heard over and over for fifteen years, but having lay dormant for seventeen.

And then I&#39;m not here any more. Every day the worlds swirl together faster and </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2015/01/evil-returnsbut-then-its-always-been.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ialjvrf8ik/VMuBbFdntSI/AAAAAAAAG0A/BerXwd8rRTg/s72-c/wounds.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-1726778966331870632</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Jan 2015 18:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-15T13:32:29.506-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hope</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">inspiration</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mental health</category><title>Just wanted you to know..</title><atom:summary type="text">

This. This is why I blog.



I&#39;m sorry, I can&#39;t find the original person/site of this pic.




</atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2015/01/just-wanted-you-to-know.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BN4mUVx-pI0/VLgGpcwvJyI/AAAAAAAAGx8/-NVw1v5gWFo/s72-c/This%2Bis%2Bwhy%2BI%2Bblog.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-2282289813362066328</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2015 18:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-06T14:51:46.696-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar disorder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">depression</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">suicidal ideations</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">suicide</category><title>Will it ever fade away?</title><atom:summary type="text">

Bipolar Disorder has been a major part of my entire life, but the last three months have been the worst I can remember in about 17 years. Suicidal ideations have floated through my head off and on more times than I can count, but I was always able to pull out of them. I can remember twice there were spur of the moment intercepted attempts, but nothing like this. This time was the first time I </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2015/01/will-it-ever-fade-away.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b8drEf_cUfE/VKwmYsbIwsI/AAAAAAAAGwQ/uQxYfu8UfVo/s72-c/depression.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-4888833295001967977</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Nov 2014 23:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-11-23T18:02:44.505-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar depression</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar disorder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">depression</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">despair</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hopeless</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mental illness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mood disorder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">PTSD</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">self-harm</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">self-injury</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">suicide</category><title>Death Grip</title><atom:summary type="text">

srk 11.2014




</atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2014/11/death-grip.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zwNlx8ivdW4/VHJmtsM3IPI/AAAAAAAAGPM/rGlGK7CQ1jM/s72-c/20141118_141238.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-6660489193373855872</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Nov 2014 15:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-11-14T10:02:42.575-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar depression</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bread</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">depression</category><title>That&#39;s not possible</title><atom:summary type="text">



ennui

How could it possibly be that for about two months I couldn&#39;t care less about baking bread. Really?

This particular quote from a list of symptoms comes from the NIMH website, but it could just as well have come from the DSM, or any other website about bipolar depression, or depression itself;

Loss of interest in activities or hobbies once pleasurable...

Keppra has been added, then </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2014/11/thats-not-possible.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6q86KLuA5IY/VGYQpT_ebwI/AAAAAAAAEuE/81G5nl8E-G8/s72-c/victorian-lady-fainting.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-285772413223820444</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Oct 2014 20:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-10-20T16:20:00.606-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">domestic violence</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mental illness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">survivor</category><title>Is it denial or acceptance?</title><atom:summary type="text">(tired of my posts yet?)




 


My therapy appointment from last month was to write &quot;I&#39;m angry...&quot; and then finish the sentence about everything I&#39;m angry about. I started to write on notebook paper, then ended up with four typed pages. I then kept adding more during the month by hand.

The first page was just what I went through with Satan (my ex). The rest of it contained many of the things </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2014/10/is-it-denial-or-acceptance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-llyYLOocjxA/VEVtc2yxQXI/AAAAAAAAEsc/DTC_rRwA9W8/s72-c/quote-Patsy-Kensit-i-am-a-survivor-and-not-a-189058.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-4100673279582674718</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Oct 2014 15:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-10-18T11:11:07.340-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">depression</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">domestic violence</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hopeless</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mental illness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">suicide</category><title>Death</title><atom:summary type="text">

Do other people think about death quite often? Is it only the mentally ill that think of it as an escape, an end to a seemingly never-ending ordeal? I can&#39;t remember how often it entered my mind before I was married to Satan, but I do remember thinking of it several times in my teens and early 20s.

Yesterday, there was one of those silly quizzes that said it could tell you how old you would </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2014/10/death.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-InF0ibzCuso/VEJ5j8ejC8I/AAAAAAAAErY/pEhrR1h2F2U/s72-c/at%2Brest.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-5424320432301323515</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2014 21:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-10-13T17:19:59.016-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar disorder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">domestic violence</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">encouragement</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rotary</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">survivor</category><title>Peeking outside my box</title><atom:summary type="text">

This weekend I learned that I could function at a relatively high level, even if for a limited number of hours at a time. I even stood up and participated in a discussion in front of about 200 people. It was a short blurb, but it was spontaneous, I made myself understood, and even received several positive comments after the fact. I attended a Rotary District Conference, and found that I did </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2014/10/peeking-outside-my-box.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t-8rovzcfnc/VDwqBJlb2yI/AAAAAAAAEqE/Y5-TuH9rM3Y/s72-c/250px-Kilroy_was_here.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-2258432664313187258</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Sep 2014 15:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-09-30T11:19:03.873-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">smile</category><title>Smile at Everyone Day</title><atom:summary type="text">

There are so many different kinds of smiles...


Best friend smiles:








Serene smiles:






Just married smiles:


 

I will love you forever smiles:



Genuine happiness smiles:



















Multi-generational smiles:



New mom smiles: 









Grandparent smiles:











Playing with my boyz

Silly smiles:






My dad was the King of silly smiles!






 



















</atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2014/09/smile-at-everyone-day_30.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNLYVWQw1Io/VCqzOVfGRoI/AAAAAAAAEes/iT2vMiLud7E/s72-c/bestfriends.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-6891378431189435079</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2014 13:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-09-13T09:40:33.067-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">gratitude</category><title>Tenk you very much</title><atom:summary type="text">(That&#39;s how my Eastern European grandpa would have said it).

I was going to throw in the towel, and I said as much on Facebook. Then all the people who are my targeted audience gave me encouragement or said how important my blog had been to them.

Then I remembered what my original thought was when I first started this blog: If I just reach or help one person, then it would have been all </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2014/09/tenk-you-very-much.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VWXlL-zMy94/VBRHXQOJhGI/AAAAAAAAER0/JAqJtkmaVyU/s72-c/thanks-2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-1979186007283700157</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Aug 2014 13:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-23T09:53:53.281-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">anxiety</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar disorder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">catatonia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">depression</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dysphoria</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">euphoria</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mood disorder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">paranoia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">self-harm</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">self-injury</category><title>Do you know what it feels like?</title><atom:summary type="text">






Some people have absolutely no idea what it feels like to have bipolar disorder. Some people can&#39;t fathom what one is feeling, and I often think it&#39;s because they don&#39;t want to see one&#39;s flaws, or the flaws of the others that they love/loved. They&#39;ve seen euphoric mania, then suicide; they don&#39;t want to understand why. They love so much, they don&#39;t want to face the fact that the one they </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2014/08/do-you-know-what-it-feels-like.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iv03FXxx0CA/U_iTMsJuOdI/AAAAAAAAEMg/fdSteA1vpRA/s72-c/selfharm.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-7912538823344418842</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jun 2014 13:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-06-20T09:18:42.065-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cats</category><title>Oh, To Be A Cat</title><atom:summary type="text">If you don&#39;t care about cats, skip this one.



My mother-in-law had a cat named Smokey. He was a stray that wandered into my husband&#39;s home many years ago, and she took him home. She swore he was a Manx (he probably lost his tail in a fight), and during all the time he lived with her (I think he was 17 when he just died), she said something like he was the most loved, hugged, kissed, spoiled </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2014/06/oh-to-be-cat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Th_Q3rzWGjM/U6Qi6wxQVtI/AAAAAAAAD-g/Oee-X0CTV88/s72-c/smokemontage.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-4381926045324834487</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2014 14:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-05-22T10:34:01.736-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar disorder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">depression</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mental health</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mental illness</category><title>Spring makes depression worse?</title><atom:summary type="text">


Now, while the birds thus sing a joyous song,
And while the young lambs bound
As to the tabor&#39;s sound,
To me alone there came a thought of grief

William Wordsworth from 
&quot;Intimations of Immortality From 
Recollections of Early Childhood&quot;
 


What an odd concept. I suppose I never noticed it before because I spent 30 years in sunny Southern California, and about 15 years in Arizona (where we </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2014/05/spring-makes-depression-worse.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IJazdQZ71AQ/U34FuFleTLI/AAAAAAAADvY/vr9_x9TYUN4/s72-c/wordsworth.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-1440672089221995164</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2014 13:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-03-14T09:13:04.129-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar disorder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">depression</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">medications</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mental health</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mental illness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">remission</category><title>Life with bipolar disorder CAN be good</title><atom:summary type="text">

With the help of two little pills, learning it&#39;s ok to ask for help, increasing my activities, and Weight Watchers, I&#39;ve dragged myself out of my depression.

I&#39;m guessing the Trileptal has a lot to do with it, helping me to jump start the other areas of my life that had died from the deep depression I&#39;ve been in since October. The anniversary of my mother&#39;s death is coming up, but I&#39;m certain </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2014/03/life-with-bipolar-disorder-can-be-good.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Id_sIAaFE30/UyL59mWiGGI/AAAAAAAAMHg/QyqbTClscJ8/s72-c/little-sheri.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-8462759456114639348</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Feb 2014 16:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-02-12T11:26:02.513-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar disorder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ECT</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Electroconvulsive therapy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mental illness</category><title>Lost memories</title><atom:summary type="text">When did that cute little girl become the I-don&#39;t-give-a-fuck girl that dresses like a slut to go to the zoo with her parents? How far back can bipolar disorder start, and how much longer will I have huge memory gaps in my Swiss cheese brain from ECT?

It was three, yessirree folks, three damn years since my brain was zapped six times. I still have huge long-term memory gaps, even though I was </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2014/02/lost-memories.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCznJbBWF6A/Uvjl6TNodZI/AAAAAAAAIFk/517ApjcyrnM/s72-c/girls.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-12806596960515562</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Jan 2014 21:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-01-30T18:15:35.133-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cats</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">courage</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">death</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">euthanization</category><title>A loving death</title><atom:summary type="text">



This poor bedraggled cat appeared on my husband&#39;s back porch at least ten years ago. He had two different colored eyes and no tail. Greg left some food out for the cat, he&#39;s a big softie, and continued that habit for a few days.  One day when Greg was coming in through the sliding door, the cat snuck in behind him, but didn&#39;t quite make it. He had some type of wound on his head in front of </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2014/01/a-loving-death_30.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7NW-P1QU5sU/UupUN2saArI/AAAAAAAAH9Y/d5duO9FcSRM/s72-c/smokemontage.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-4203570490914494549</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Jan 2014 15:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-01-13T10:16:56.345-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar disorder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">frustration</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mental health</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mental illness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mixed episode</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">time</category><title>Time is my enemy</title><atom:summary type="text">

I&#39;m drowning. Life is getting to be much too overwhelming, and my constant companion - mixed episode - just won&#39;t leave me alone. One minute I&#39;m feeling horribly depressed, the next my agitated mania is ramping up. It just seems like I don&#39;t have enough time, no matter how early I wake up in the morning.


I put my jewelry shop on hiatus, which was quite depressing. I just don&#39;t have the time </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2014/01/time-is-my-enemy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nEettEiffLk/UtP08bIXRiI/AAAAAAAAH4A/UmlXeJoYw4E/s72-c/drowning.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-5973836205310981177</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Dec 2013 13:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-12-16T08:38:59.128-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar disorder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar disorder I</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar disorder II</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">DSM</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mental illness</category><title>Confused by the numbers</title><atom:summary type="text">



In order to receive a cancellation of a small student loan, I had to have my psychiatrist fill out a form detailing my symptoms. I know he has to make it look worse than it is, but that was quite a depressing document to read. 





On the Threshold of Eternity (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

But now I&#39;m confused. I was originally diagnosed with clinical depression and severe anxiety. Then about </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2013/12/confused-by-numbers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637577428995835987.post-147937670686540102</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Dec 2013 00:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-12-07T19:05:18.546-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">abuse</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">domestic violence</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">linguistics</category><title>Defining abuse, violence, or assault</title><atom:summary type="text">A friend of mine, another abuse survivor, asked me an interesting question. I was going to respond directly to her, but I thought perhaps other people might have the same question.

&quot;Someone recently asked me if I had ever experienced  emotional or verbal &quot;violence&quot; by any of my partners. Her use of the  word &quot;violence&quot; stopped me. I asked, &quot;Do you mean violence or abuse?&quot;  Her response was </atom:summary><link>http://realityhideseek.blogspot.com/2013/12/defining-abuse-violence-or-assault.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sheri Kauffman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nqh3sMh5VA4/UqO3ZIjye9I/AAAAAAAAHXM/l0iNUimibaw/s72-c/look_it_up_T.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>