Cheer Up Charlie

Let's start today with a song:

(From Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory)

Cheer up, Charlie
Give me a smile
What happened to the smile I used to know
Don't you know your grin has always
Been my sunshine;
Let that sunshine show...

Come on, Charlie
No need to frown
Deep down you know tomorrow is your toy...

When the days get heavy
Never pitter patter
Up and at'em boy

Some day, sweet as a song
Charlie's lucky day will come along
Till that day
You've got to stay strong Charlie
Up on top is right where you belong

Look up, Charlie
You'll see a star
Just follow it and keep your dreams in view
Pretty soon the sky is going to clear up
Charlie,
Cheer up Charlie, do
Cheer up Charlie
Just be glad you're you.

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Up at 4:30 a.m. this morning. Darn Latuda. I came downstairs and started the coffee and popped in a piece of nicotene gum. Sometimes I like being up before dawn -- but this is more frustrating right now. What happens is I get very tired around 9:00 a.m. and need to nap the whole morning. Oh well. I have the time to do so.

I am today going to focus on some positives in my life. Get my chin up. Most importantly, I've got a roof over my head and food in my belly. Thanks God for that. Next, I've got a loving, caring, patient, loyal husband. Family as well. I have friends waiting for me when I'm ready to reach out. I'm not in mania right now.

I found a wonderful group of people with Bipolar Disorder on Facebook. It's called "Bipolar Sanctuary." People from all over the world are there. I have found my "kin" and I'm thrilled about it. I use Facebook quite a bit now. I feel most comfortable communicating through it.

I talked with my Mom about going to the art museum today but I think I am going to postpone that for another day. Just a little too much stimulus for me right now. I also think I'm going to have problems seeing movies. Just watching television is challenging for me. It "hurts" to watch -- kinda hard to explain. My eyes get squinty and my head starts to hurt. I get squirrely and want to leave the room. But I can control my television exposure so that's good.

Cheer up, Melissa. It's another day of recovery and you've got the time and space to do so. Pretty soon the sky will clear up. Just be glad you're you.