I once told someone that even though there is a movie about Bipolar Disorder called “Silver Linings Playbook” that there are actually no silver linings to having bipolar disorder.
Someone did ask me if I’m more creative when I’m sick and if I feel that the illness helps me be more productive.
The truth is when I’m sick I’m a hot mess. I’m trying to think of something good that has come out of having this illness but the benefits are lost in a sea of awfulness, and still, over 10 years after my last hospitalization, most of what I remember is pain.
In the broadest sense being alive is a silver lining – but that just seems like reaching.