Defining Myself

I'd like to think we all look for definitions.

Not just for words we hear in passing that we don't understand.

I also think we look for definitions in everything.

In a philosophical sense, I personally try to define my life, my role, my feelings, my perceptions.  Everything around me has to have a why, a who, a what, a where, and a how.  I need to connect the dots.  I need to not only see how Point A reaches Point B, I need to know why the two points needed to be connected in the first place.

In some ways this is my crutch, my burden to bear.  I have become more vocal in the passing years, however.  My burdens become heavy words for all who choose to hear them and my friends and family who want to hear them.

For so long, I defined myself as the good guy... in the video games I played and the novels I'd write. 

Then I was given... this disorder.  It became my new definition.

So now... the point of this blog...

My New Year's Resolution is to stop trying to define everything and just let everything... be. 

I am a 25 year old man WITH bipolar disorder.  I'm not:

Michael Kelly, proper noun:
              1)  A man who has bipolar disorder
              2)  A father
              3)  A son
              4)  A friend
              5)  A burden

Wish me luck.