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The Other Side of Midnight
The Other Side of Midnight
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Are you bipolar? No? Are you certain? According to U.S. statistics, there are 5.7 million people who have been diagnosed who were previously unaware of the reason their lives were upside down compared to others. The Other Side of Midnight is a mother’s story of her daughter’s struggles in finding normalcy in her life when she realized she wasn’t right side up. After battling an unknown illness for numerous years, the bipolar diagnosis was almost a blessing. The reason became clear for the years of continual physical and emotional abuse, indescribable illnesses, suicide contemplation, and a cluttered mind that could never be organized into neat stacks. Written from a mother’s viewpoint, who yet carries pangs of guilt for not recognizing a crippling demon methodically destroying her child, it is an example for others to become more aware of deviant behavior in their loved ones and be familiar with symptoms of the illness—incurable, but definitely treatable.

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Release dateMay 19, 2011
ISBN9781458070197
The Other Side of Midnight
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Sherry Boardman

After retiring from education and wanting to stay busy, I dug out all the manuscripts written through the years and began a new career, that of author. Smashwords has been amazing in its assistance in preparing for final publications. I was born and raised in Texas. Although I have lived in other states, I always return home to my roots. My books are written from the heart with my readers always in mind. I hope you find much enjoyment in allowing your mind to wander to other times and places and will return to my site often to see the latest creation available.

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    The Other Side of Midnight - Sherry Boardman

    The Other Side of Midnight

    by Sherry Boardman

    Smashwords Edition

    Copyright 2011 Sherry Boardman

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    Cover: Terra Davanti II Sole

    by Ideago, http://freedigitalphotos.net

    Cover Design: Sherry Boardman

    "INVICTUS"

    Out of the night that covers me,

    Black as the Pit from pole to pole,

    I thank whatever gods may be

    For my unconquerable soul.

    In the fell clutch of circumstance

    I have not winced nor cried aloud,

    Under the bludgeoning of chance

    My head is bloody, but unbowed.

    Beyond the place of wrath and tears

    Looms but the Horror of the shade,

    And yet the menace of the years

    Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

    It matters not how strait the gate,

    How charged with punishment the scroll,

    I am the master of my fate;

    I am the captain of my soul.

    (William Ernest Henley)

    Foreword

    Life was a black hole...an abyss. Its meaning and purpose dimmed and disappeared in the murky shadows. I was lost and weary of everyday struggles just to be begun anew the next.

    With the bipolar diagnosis came rebirth. I became convinced I could survive, somehow. But it wasn’t instantaneous. First of all, I had to understand the illness and the negative results if it wasn’t attacked head-on.

    Without the understanding, guidance, and unconditional love from my mother, compassion from close friends, and constant encouragement from my physician, I wouldn’t be here today to read the story of the darkness that engulfed me for more years than I care to remember. Memories aren’t always kind.

    There is no cure for bipolar, but there is life after being diagnosed with this illness. I chose to go forward and daily put forth the effort to make up for all the time lost because of an unknown, emotionally crippling demon that quietly and methodically buried my self worth and the will to live.

    Now, I make an effort to begin each day with purpose in my heart. Now, I truly believe there is a special reason for my being here. Seeds of encouragement have taken root, and my harvest will be successful.

    To all who feel despair with this illness, know there is help. There is hope. There are dreams to be fulfilled...the past to be overcome. Today, the abyss has closed, and the promised light shines through the haze to protect me from my personal gloom. I’m thankful every moment for its glow.

    It is there for you, too.

    Reach for it!

    C.

    The Other Side Of Midnight

    Table of Contents

    Foreword

    Chapter 1

    A Mirror Indeed Has Two Sides

    Introduction to bipolar illness--personal observations

    Impact of daughter’s diagnosis

    Personal family’s history of mental illness

    History of bipolar

    Referenced supporting statistics

    Chapter 2

    What’s It All About?

    What the experts say about the illness

    Genetic heredity

    Gene research

    Referenced support

    Personal experiences intertwined with family’s background of mental illness

    Chapter 3

    A Disease?

    Pro and con on identification as disease or illness

    Referenced support

    Chapter 4

    Characteristics/Symptoms

    Symptoms of bipolar: depression, mania, suicide

    Signs of on-coming episodes and relapses

    Self-help references cited

    Chapter 5

    Tag, You’re It!

    Identification of bipolar disorders

    Physician coding of specific diagnosis

    Chapter 6

    Behavior

    Why am I here?

    Why me, O Lord?

    What is our worth?

    Chapter 7

    Handle with Care

    Treatment medications, side effects

    Alternative Treatment/Remedies

    Financial assistance

    Chapter 8

    Circle the Wagons

    Five States of Recovery

    Importance of caregivers’ record keeping

    Coping strategies – sources

    Future outlook in the work place

    Chapter 9

    Time for S O S Flares

    Family support

    Caregivers and their roles

    Phrases to use and not use

    Environment

    Referenced info

    Filing system for caregivers

    Responsibility

    Mentally ill homeless statistics

    Success of Society

    Chapter 10

    The Aura of Life

    Support groups for caregivers

    Support sites for partners

    Family/Personal experiences

    The Aura’s glow

    Chapter 11

    Star Light, Star Bright

    Famous bipolar personalities

    Chapter 12

    Final Thoughts

    Case Histories

    Works Consulted

    Related Readings

    Author's Note

    Disclaimer

    The Other Side Of Midnight

    Chapter 1

    A Mirror Indeed Has Two Sides

    "I am a person. Do not bend, fold, or mutilate."

    (1964 Berkley riots picket sign)

    Tears closed my throat as she cleared the security gate and then turned to blow me a final kiss. Retrieving the pet carrier secreting the moppet-eyed Min-Pin nervously observing passengers grabbing carry-on luggage from the tables, she disappeared around the corner. She was going home. After years of despair, abuse, emotional ups and downs, paranoid tendencies, misdiagnosed illnesses, and fighting one battle after another to face life each day, my daughter was finally going home. Home was now away from a slightly overprotective mother, a physical and emotional abusive significant other, and the cares that had weighted her down for more years than I will ever know. Waiting for her a thousand miles away, I am convinced through a higher intervention, was one she had found (or who had found her) to love and who could be a constant, understanding companion willing to do whatever necessary to heal her wounds and help her realize that she possessed worth in this world that had been so cruel in so many ways. Even if it was fated not to become the perfect relationship, she was moving forward for the first time in half her years.

    My daughter is bipolar. Bi – meaning two; polar – extreme opposite, upside down, other end, highs/lows. One definition found is traveling in a polar orbit. Until six months prior to this point of finding a life of her own, she was a mess. Mood swings were forever difficult to read. When a phone call was made, the conversation would be well under way before I could decipher the day’s temperament to know how to approach various topics. Often, it would be several days later before there was even a hint that there had been a problem for over a week. Rarely was a month skipped for medical appointments for treatment of a back and a rib injury, an ulcer, seasonal lung infections requiring infusions, digestive difficulties, headaches, female maladies, and on and on. At the same time, chiropractor treatments were ongoing. The greatest relief was from the acupuncturist, as she was the most serene after her bi-monthly treatments. This type of alternative medicine had its advantages. Everything was treated at once. Medications were changed or increased at each physician’s visit as symptoms fluctuated. How frustrated and challenged he must have been to stretch his expertise endeavoring to diagnose additional physical problems during one appointment. Through the years, the emotional trauma ultimately began to seep through to the medical charts to override the physical ailments. One day he took the plunge and presented her with a questionnaire for bipolar tendencies. Five of twelve questions with an affirmative answer would indicate the possibility. Eleven were marked. She was in tears when she called after the appointment and said she wasn’t certain if she was upset because of the diagnosis or relieved because there was a real diagnosable illness.

    My missed clue? It was there, right in my face, and had been on and off for years. Her sleeping through crises, sometimes not calling for days on end when we usually talked at least every other day, paranoid thoughts of the workplace, insomnia, forgetfulness, forgiveness for continual abuse, and escalation of other such behaviors were all symptoms. During depressive states before the diagnosis, she would sit with her head in her hands sobbing, asking over and over what was wrong with her. Often I suggested therapy, but that wasn’t an option for her because of the stigma of possibly being diagnosed with a mental illness. She thought the problem would simply disappear with time and the period of depression being experienced at that moment would pass. I listened for alarming clues by this point, because I knew her mental state was shutting down.

    But, there was one word she never voiced aloud; however, all indicators began to point to it.

    Suicide.

    I confronted her with my fear. She confirmed.

    The next day she made the medical appointment, a bipolar evaluation completed, and, finally, a valid diagnosis was scrawled on the chart.

    The medication began its trial and error

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