That flicker of light

Today I had a sign, a small sign. Something that will hopefully develop into me regularly writing the content you are reading here today. I met with my life coach to discuss a way out of my 9-5 job, a frequent discussion point in our weekly meetings.

He’d always tried to ignite the fire in me or more so help me find that flame that lights me up. I had always been one who had wanted more out of life. Call that perfectionism or not wanting to settle for any less…than beautiful, fantastic, amazing. Unfortunately the light that once shone bright in my walkway through life, was darkened and I was blind to my road ahead.

But today I saw a flicker, that small flicker which hopefully will develop into micro shifts then seismic movements for what I really want. That’s not a million dollars or a fancy car, albeit they would be nice. But that pursuit of happiness, that chase of contentment. That flicker bought me back to an old project that I put away like many others. And that project is “Bipolar and Me”. 2 years ago I started the Bipolar blog to give some context to what it is like to live with Bipolar disorder. The good, the bad, the confusing, the optimistic hope.

I’ve never seen myself as a writer or in fact a creative person. Perhaps in writing these posts I am still none of these things. But I wanted to offer this blog as a hand holder for those who are having a difficult time. Dark days may be here but follow that flicker of light and with each day passing, know that brightness is to follow.