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Ros Limbo

Moods Like the Weather

Seasonal Affective Disorder. This is the first thing that came to mind on the 2nd of April, when Namibia officially changed to winter time. The change in time signals the transition from summer to fall; nights begin to get longer while days are limited to few hours of sunlight. Various textures and colours take over and it’s like the world is reborn.

Questions About Bipolar My Friends Always Wanted To Ask

I have been very open about my diagnosis and journey to recovery and acceptance. I started my blog to chronicle the ups and downs that I experience during my journey. Recently my friends were open enough to ask me questions they have always wanted to know about living with bipolar II disorder. I answer these questions below: 

How was your mood before being diagnosed? 

How I Saved My Life

I roll over to the edge of my bed and start searching for my pills: white pill, purple pill and a couple of other pills my psychiatrist said I needed. I'm not ready to get out of bed, but I know I can't miss another day at work. By the time I'm in the shower, I'm already mentally exhausted and ready to go back to bed.

An Open Letter to Bipolar Disorder

Dear Bipolar, 

You have been my closest companion over the years. You found me in high school and refused to leave my side. You convinced everyone that I was always low and moody, making me lose friends in the process. You convinced me that I was less of a person because you chose to live with me, but I tell you now that you are no longer welcome. 

5 Things Bipolar II Disorder Has Taught Me

This year my psychiatrist changed my initial diagnosis of severe depression to Bipolar II Disorder. For a moment I felt like my world had stopped spinning. I felt lost and betrayed because I did not know what this new diagnosis meant for me. For days I lived in denial and refused to accept it. However, a few weeks away from home taught me the following: 

Ros Limbo

My name is Ros Limbo. I’m a writer, blogger, vegan and yogi.

I was always a sensitive child. I took everything a little too personally, and cried more than was necessary. Looking back I can see there were many red flags, no one seemed to notice them. It was only after sleeping through most of my third year in university and a few suicidal actions did I look for help. I was diagnosed with severe depression in 2013.