There are frequently scenes in old black and white horror or mystery films where directors use the technique of a looming silhouette coming towards a victim to show imminent death or annihilation. Often the victim is paralyzed against a wall, frozen in fear. We don't need to see the death because the technique suggests death. If you have ever had major surgery, mainlined narcotics or watched someone mainline narcotics, you will remember just how fast it was for the drugs to render you unconscious or high as a kite. So it is with my chemical imbalance. I own this description because that is how it feels for me when the chemicals change in my body leaving me manic or deeply, like a drowning of sorts - depressed. And like drugs taken intravenously, I am at their mercy for the moment. I can't eat cake to thwart its path or be talked out of it; it is happening within my body at a level involuntary. I have heard some refer to Robert Louis Stevenson's novel, The Strange Case o...
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