The note in the book at Borders

Last night I went out to dinner with friends and afterwards we stopped into Borders to browse the books and have a coffee drink for dessert. While we were there......I happened upon a series of books called POST SECRETS..



The concept was simple, the author placed ads in newspapers around the country asking people to send him their confessions or secrets, happy or sad, anonymously..on post cards. He then took all the anonymous secrets and published a book and then another book....and then...another book. The series spawned a website.



http://www.postsecret.com/



while I was in Borders looking through a book of POST SECRETS....a note fell out.

it read: "I'm Bipolar... will anyone ever love all of me and my different moods?"



I kept the note because I found it incredibly sad that this person has no one to tell their secret to. They have no one to confide in and take comfort from, but most importantly, they don't know that there IS hope. That if they seek help, they can have a normal life, they can know love...and happiness. It won't be an easy journey and I don't know from personal experience how hard a journey it will be, but I know they can do it. With the right help and support, they can make it.



If you know someone who is hurting, tell them there is hope. So that they won't write an anonymous note and leave it in a book...for a stranger to ponder over.



"Dear stranger-

I'm thinking of you right now...and I'm hoping that you get the help you need and find the love you so richly deserve."

Just when ya thought.....

I've been kind of lax on the postings lately...but..



I've been busy, LIVING my life...and not just writing about all the stuff I want to do....I've actually been DOING stuff. : )I've also been busy "counseling" my friends(I seem to be the Dr. Phil of my group) and just taking each day as it comes. Thanks to FACEBOOK I've gotten back in touch with old friends and realized how precious they really are. Thanks to a couple of dating sites...I've run into a whole other batch of people ...some were potential dates that ended up as trusted friends and confidants.(Mark- "I was depressed...so I went shopping" Me- "oh god...what did you buy?" Mark-"well....I got a really great shirt that makes my eyes 'pop' and a couple of ties and a jacket and..." Me-" is your girlfriend aware that you are my best gay heterosexual friend?" Mark"yeah...she knows..she loves it when I shop for her.")

I've become the 'go to' gal for several of my male friends. Whenever they have problems or concerns with 'women' stuff...they come to me. One guy's therapist said I was 'very wise'. I think she needs a little...'therapy' herself...but whatever.

L is devastated. He wants so badly to be loved and have someone in his life. He hates being alone. Its really hard...because I know what he's going through. Everyone just wants to be 'the one' to someone. He's doing a lot better...but he has a ways to go. I've been trying to get him to just live the adventure...and take each day as it comes. Doesnt make it any easier on him...but he'll make it. I know he can.

and then....there's me. I'm going to the gym nightly...working on my physical self as well as my mental state. Going out....doing things i've never done before.

Road Trip to a college football game...COOLEST THING EVER.

Playing roulette.....and winning... Second coolest thing ever.

Solo motorcycle rides around town... exhilarating beyond imagination.(even better on a full moon night...*grins*)

Being treated like I always dreamed I would be and never really thought would happen.... better than I ever thought possible.

I marvel now at the group of friends I've gathered around me in the last few years. Hard to believe that just a few short years ago...I had no one. Seriously. NO ONE. Never again will I let someone isolate me like that. EVER.

Its amazing how just opening yourself up to the universe and all its possibilities can enrich you beyond your wildest dreams. Take a chance...you never know where it might lead.