I was recently prompted to re-read a wonderful memoir after being reminded of it by a fellow blogger (thank you, http://writingforfoodinindy.wordpress.com).  I had actually read this book a few years ago, but my memory of it was lost among so many other pieces of my short-term past as a result of ECT.  You might see me referring to it frequently in the future, because it’s an honestly written account of Kay Redfield Jamison’s life with bipolar disorder:  “An Unquiet Mind:  A Memoir or Moods and Madness”.  There are few better ways to describe how my mind often feels than “unquiet”.

When I looked up a definition of “unquiet”, this is what I found:

Adjective:  1. Not inclined to be quiet or inactive; restless.   2.  Uneasy; anxious

Synonyms:  restless – anxious – uneasy – troubled – restive

Huh.  When I think of words people used to describe me when I was a young adult, I recall “anxious” and “troubled”.  I remember hearing “restless”.  (I’ve not actually ever heard of the word “restive”, but I’m sure it would have applied…..).  And “not inclined to be quiet”?  Ha!  Most definitely, then and now.

If you’ve not read this book, I’d like to encourage you to do so.  Sometimes memoirs are such downers, but Ms. Jamison allowed me to occasionally giggle at being able to relate to her honest accounts of life with this crippling mood disorder.  And while being manic-depressive is certainly no laughing matter, it’s important for me to laugh at myself once in a while.  I’m glad to be reminded that I’m not the only one out there who feels this way.  Unquiet.

Again, thank you to “IndyTony” at WordPress for bringing Ms. Jamison back into my life.