Blahpolar had an immense effect on my life. I doubt she even realised how much. She walked beside me on my own journey even as she carried the weight of her own demons. She said two words that redefined my life – you matter. Two simple words that changed my life. And now, I am at a loss for words. Because she mattered to me, and to you and to us. Words escape me. All I have are tears…


10 thoughts on “Thinking of you, Blahpolar

  1. I don’t think she realized how much she meant to me. I tried to write to her about it in the last two months, but I don’t think that she knew it or realized it or was able to believe it. She meant so much. She means so much. I just wanted to write that here to let you know that I share your pain.

    Good and healing thoughts to you and to us all.


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    • You mean so much to me, Pieces. You’ve helped me learn more about bipolar. And I always look forward to and appreciate your comments.

      I’d like to think that I’ve helped at least one person with my blog. You know Blahpolar helped you and that you’ve helped me. Gracias, my friend.

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      • You are also a significant part of my life. You too have helped to shape my life, my thinking, my goals. A healthy change in perspective. You’ve been instrumental in my change. And I thank you with all my heart. You are the epitome of “say what you mean and mean what you say”. And you know I love and respect you. I think now more than ever is a time to be forthcoming with the beauty that lies in our hearts about those close to us, but all too often remain unspoken ❤

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  2. I didn’t know her well….of course now, I wish I had paid more attention to her writings. As I now scroll back through her last few posts, the words float through my mind: Rest. In. Peace. Isn’t that something, to find peace at last? Not an easy thing.

    Blessings to you, Johnna, and to all of her friends who sailed with her on her voyage on the peaks and troughs of this bipolar life.

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    • I didn’t know her very well either, but I know I’ve liked a comment or two of hers. (The words in italics above are from Pieces.) And now I also wish I had paid more attention, although I don’t think it would’ve made a difference. A person can only fight for so long… and I believe she fought as hard as she could. She was a warrior. And I cry for the loss of every warrior.

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    • On the one hand, her loss makes me very sad. On the other hand, I’m a little jealous of her newfound freedom. No more chains for Blahpolar. No more darkness and sadness. Only light, weightlessness, and peace.

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