Posted by TLinIL on July 27, 2006, at 12:52:48
In reply to Re: Bipolar, ADD, SSRI's, Dopamine and Ritalin..., posted by micenmen on July 27, 2006, at 12:26:05
Wow, thank you very much mice. That was really beautiful. --TLinIL
Racing thoughts, you keep me up while I lay me down to sleep. I listen to my wife fall quickly and peacefully to dreamland. Then I notice the endless energy of my 17 month old son slow to a crawl; he stops squirming, and falls to sleep. It’s then just you and me!
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> Racing thoughts, you distract me from my work; you prevent me from enjoying movies, books, vacations, or even the company of friends.
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> These racing thoughts! Do you have a good side? A ying to your yang? “Dear mister/miss boss, please to do not take my low productivity the wrong way. I’m special. My racing thoughts might be a gift to be wisely used. Ohhhh look, something shiny - what were we talking about? Have you heard that new song on the radio? Do you want to go right bikes?”
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> Racing thoughts – like horses pulling a blinding chariot you bring me rapid clips of music, recent and past events, to-do lists, grandiose schemes, and quick, deep pangs of guilt, and regret.
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> Oh, racing thoughts! You kick into overdrive when I’m approached by a co-worker, or someone who’s important to me. I can only talk so fast, but I try to keep up with you. I want everything to be perfect. I want someone to understand what’s in my head and what I’m trying to explain.
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> Racing thoughts, I could never try to tame you – but I may try to guide you. You’re unstoppable, like the Colorado River. But maybe, just maybe I could divert you temporarily with meditation and Paxil? Maybe, just maybe I could then build a dam in your momentary absence – not with concrete and steel, but with wise lifestyle choices? And, maybe, just maybe, I can propose a deal with you – you flow through evenly through the spillways of my Lamictal dam, slowly filling and emptying my reservoir, but seldom spilling over my Klonopin top. I hold down a job, a family, a mortgage and I keep breathing – always ensuring your oxygen fueled whirl. And you, my friend, come to my aid when I least expect it.
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