ommmm....
The Mindfulness Based Stress Reduction class started last night. 50 of us attended an info session for it in November, and there were only 4 places available for January's class. Guess who got a place? Moi. It seems that the universe is watching out for me.
One of our intro exercises was to sit quietly with our eyes closed and think about why we wanted to take this class, and what we hoped to learn. My answer was very simple and came to me right away -- I want to live. I am taking this class because I don't want to die. I am so desperate to learn how to survive depression, how to survive these extreme mood swings that are my experience of being bipolar.
When the facilitator announced we'd go round and share what our reasons were I panicked. It felt too personal to share with such a large group (there are 30 in the class). When it came to me I said that I wanted to learn how to live more fully, which I guess is in the same ballpark, but not as honest.
One of our intro exercises was to sit quietly with our eyes closed and think about why we wanted to take this class, and what we hoped to learn. My answer was very simple and came to me right away -- I want to live. I am taking this class because I don't want to die. I am so desperate to learn how to survive depression, how to survive these extreme mood swings that are my experience of being bipolar.
When the facilitator announced we'd go round and share what our reasons were I panicked. It felt too personal to share with such a large group (there are 30 in the class). When it came to me I said that I wanted to learn how to live more fully, which I guess is in the same ballpark, but not as honest.
Labels: bipolar, mindfulness, stress
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