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Slip-Resistant Socks: My Journey with Bipolar Disorder Slip-Resistant Socks: My Journey with Bipolar Disorder by Bryce R. Hostetler
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“Living with bipolar disorder isn’t about trying to always be happy. It’s about looking up into the sky during your darkest nights and seeing the stars shining down on you. The darker your world becomes, the brighter they shine. They are the hope inside that guides you until the sun rises once more. It is then that you have stolen victory from certain defeat.”
― Bryce R. Hostetler, Slip-Resistant Socks: My Journey with Bipolar Disorder
“This was the story of my life, and I had had enough.”
― Bryce R. Hostetler, Slip-Resistant Socks: My Journey with Bipolar Disorder
“I hope one day the transgenerational curse won’t be used as a tool to ostracize and stigmatize the mentally ill. Mental illness is a serious medical condition that you can’t make go away by praying more, repenting more, or even giving more. It’s not a curse to be broken but a disorder to be treated.”
― Bryce R. Hostetler, Slip-Resistant Socks: My Journey with Bipolar Disorder
“Truly, bipolar disorder is like a hurricane. My friendship with the Fearsome Four felt like a magnificent edifice that would never fall, like we would be friends forever. Then the wind and the rain came together in the most violent of tempests and tore that edifice of our friendship to pieces. Now, I stand in rubble. I look around me and everything has been leveled to the ground.”
― Bryce R. Hostetler, Slip-Resistant Socks: My Journey with Bipolar Disorder
“Originally, I firmly believed that I would never date a woman with bipolar disorder. Having children with such a woman would increase the likelihood of my children having the illness. I didn’t want that for them, so I wrote off bipolar women. Then I met Delilah, and my prejudice got turned upside-down. She suffered just like me, and I couldn’t have imagined, let alone comprehended, how much that would mean to me. I could feel her suffering, and it pressed against me. One by one, my neurons started to light up and fire to each other. When she was manic, I was enamored by her charm, and when she was depressed, I found her more beautiful than ever. She was a magnet, and I was her polar opposite.”
― Bryce R. Hostetler, Slip-Resistant Socks: My Journey with Bipolar Disorder
“The only support I had during that unmerciful time was my book. It kept me pushing forward when everything was falling apart around me.”
― Bryce R. Hostetler, Slip-Resistant Socks: My Journey with Bipolar Disorder