http://www.pardonmybipolar.com/blog Making sense of madness Sun, 10 Jun 2007 13:00:49 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en Thank you all for coming to the burial yesterday. It meant a lot to all of us. Some of you have asked me to post the poem I read out loud. So here it is: THE GAPS (by Mike Mindel) Those gaps between my thoughts, Are full of you. Idle chat today, My eyes flick away, Resting on ... http://www.pardonmybipolar.com/blog/kimberleys-thoughts/the-gaps.html/ We've just had news. The burial will take place tomorrow (Saturday) at Hendon Cemetery, Holders Hill Road at 2pm. Please be prepared for a short wait of 1/2 an hour. Click on this map for directions. Hope to see you there! -Mike http://www.pardonmybipolar.com/blog/kimberleys-thoughts/update-burial-arrangements.html/ Sadly, on Tuesday 5th June 2007, Maggy (aka Kimberley) took her own life. Her illness became too much for her to bear. She will be lovingly remembered for her beauty and kindness. Maggy touched everyone around her. Arrangements for the funeral: We're still waiting for the coroner to let us know when Maggy ... http://www.pardonmybipolar.com/blog/kimberleys-thoughts/mourning-the-sad-loss-of-maggy-aka-kimberley.html/ I found painting a very therapeutic way to escape from the jumble of noise and images in my head. Not to mention the noise of the hospital. I love drawing even though my teacher at school told me never to draw. So forget her. I especially enjoy using pastels but whatever ... http://www.pardonmybipolar.com/blog/kimberleys-thoughts/when-everyone-around-you-is-in-their-own-little-world-it-helps-to-paint-a-picture.html/ (Age 16) The bells rang triggering the tap of the first domino of our regulated and structured day. I sprang out of bed with all the enthusiasm of a baby taking its first steps. Life was good. Good fun! As we herded across the dining room to get our first batch ... http://www.pardonmybipolar.com/blog/my-story/1-weekend-rebellion.html/ WARNING to the morning, I am dawning. My name's Kim, and I vote green. Ha! Ha! Ha! Purple hat, Looks like a cat. You obnoxious Little brat. Prat! It's bloody serious, I wanna be delirious. I try to shout, They call me a lout, Then knock me out, Without a doubt. (c) Kimberley Light 1989 http://www.pardonmybipolar.com/blog/kimberleys-poetry/medication-time.html/ I was diagnosed with bipolar at the tender age of sixteen and since then have been put on the best part of the whole medicine trolley. Starting off with carbamazapine, six years of lithium, and most recently lamotrigine with a sprinkling of numerous anti psychotics, and during the worst peroids ... http://www.pardonmybipolar.com/blog/kimberleys-thoughts/medication-time-pass-the-joint.html/ Once upon a thyme there was a girl called Leila Leila was very paranoid and scared The hare the tortoise and the shell Everyone wished her better and well But wondered how to get her out of this hell Mayhem, mischief and scorned behaviour Caused her husband to call her a liar But what he surely did ... http://www.pardonmybipolar.com/blog/kimberleys-poetry/escape-from-labotomy.html/ Hi! My name is Kimberley Light and I would like to take you on a journey of my reccuring descent in and out of the personal hell they call bipolar. Spanning from 1989 to the present day I have had the most extraordinary journey, years of stable mental health and productivity which ... http://www.pardonmybipolar.com/blog/kimberleys-thoughts/light-at-the-end-of-the-tunnel.html/