Does it ever feel like everybody but mental health peers are super stoked for World Mental Health Day and mental health awareness week and suicide prevention month? Having bipolar, it’s just another day, just another week, and just another month, with the only noticable difference being a bump in the numbers of people telling me how “brave & inspirational” I am for talking so willingly about that part of my life that is bipolar.

Okay, I get it, it’s important to have the open conversation and I’m active in that conversation . Still, hubris be damned, I’m pretty cool the rest of the year, too, and I know this because my Mom told me how very special I am every day.

You should be praising my bravery every day!

Living with bipolar, for me every day is world mental health day for as long as I’m in this world.