The Intriguing Life of Jennifer Lisette Thomas

I had an appointment with my therapist today, and I'm glad I can still surprise her. I don't think I could live with myself if I were a boring patient. She does think I get caught up too much in the "culture" of bipolar disorder, and I'm inclined to agree. Doesn't mean I really plan on stopping, since I do have a life outside of this illness.

We uncovered some secrets of my childhood, which is grim. I've also used the writing of my memoirs to do this. I'm on my way to the healing process.

I'm in the process of using my old poetry that I dated to tell the story of my life. I suppose it's only right that I start this when I'm home with my parents.

My mother gave me a lot of fish products, so I'll be continuing with my therapy. Hopefully I'll continue to approve.

I've been very fixated on my fish lately. I just finished an article, entitled "Therapy with Life and Life with Therapy" about using plants and pets as a part of therapy. This has made me even more involved in caring for my fish tanks and finding new fish (or African dwarf frogs). I really love that I've found a somewhat healthy way to deal with my issues.

Today, I had a classmate confess to me that her husband is bipolar. During our conversation yesterday, I wondered why she was so knowledgeable, but now I also know what she was so understanding.