There's a Pineapple Stuck in my Head

copyright (c) Holly Reilly 1998

Yesterday-By The Beatles
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This book is about my personal journey through my life. the book is a poetry book and comes SPIRAL BOUND WITH A STURDY PLASTIC COVER AND HEAVY BACKING. PRICE IS $10.00. This INCLUDES the price of 3.00 priority shipping. Money Orders get shipped within 24 hours. Checks takes 7 days to clear before mailing. You may e-mail me at....reilly@portup.com...for my address to send payment to. In turn, please mail me your address that I need to send the book to.

To view samples of my poetry, read "Theres a Pineapple Stuck in my Head","Winds from Within", and "Reflections in the Mirror" on my website.

About the Author-
I was diagnosed with bipolar in June of 1997. The year before that I went in for severe depression.(1996) So, they treated me for that. It took a LONG time for the prozac to work. When I came out of the depression, I was flying, I felt too good. Nobody feels that good. My psychiatrist fooled around with my medications and came to realize that after a year of therapy that I had this "chemical imbalance" called bipolar illness, which they used to call manic-depression. Does the name change make it any better?

When he said that. my life began to make sense. It explained all I had done and am still doing. This was a hard diagnosis to take. Mentally Ill?No, It can't be.

I am former a piano teacher. I had 35 students and had been teaching for 7 years. I began to think my reputation could be ruined. Even though it was my moods at stake and not my mind. I had many fears for my job. It has taken years of therapy to put those fears to rest. Sometimes they still creep up on me when I'm not looking, but they are not as strong.

I'm tired of hiding behind a mask. So tired of pretending to be someone I'm not. It is time to come out of the shadows and say, yes, I am bipolar and that doesn't change who I am on the inside. Freedom finally comes to me.

I am re-married and we have 4 children together. My husbands children are older and out of the house. My 2 children are still in school. We have 2 cats that are our babies. My family is very supportive of me,(Most of the time). The manic phases hit them hard, the depressed phase they just don't understand sometimes. But the most important thing is that we are working on it-together.

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