Manic Depressive Mother's Day Poem

My Bi Polar Mom Inspired Me to Write This when I was a Child

Susan Antonelli
My Mom was Bi Polar (Manic Depressive) so growing up with her was like a scene from Mommy Dearest. She was self medicating and quite frightening when she was on a rip. As a child I would write poems about her. This is one I wrote to her for Mother's Day. In her later years she stroked and it blew out all her mental illness. We had 18 wonderful years together before she passed away. Those years made up for the horrible childhood years. They were a gift.

M is for the manic moment memories.
O is for the Oedipus Complex too
T is for the tiny little traumas
H is for horrific hours I knew.
E is for my ego you deflated
R is for the room without a view
Put them all togther they spell Mother,
My analyst is getting rich on you.

Published by Susan Antonelli

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  • Christine Bude6/25/2008

    It is wonderful that you had wonderful years with her.

  • Irene Randall6/17/2008

    I grew up much the same as you. My Mother never got well.

  • Stacey Super5/12/2008

    Good poem.

  • Kristie Leong M.D.5/4/2008

    What an amazing poem! Bipolar disease can be very difficult to live with. Thanks for a wonderful contribution.

  • Sonya Covert4/13/2008

    i had no idea mental illness could blow away..glad it can. glad oyu ahd great time with her too

  • Sussy4/13/2008

    :>)

  • Pearlygates4/13/2008

    Heartfelt poem. My dad was Bi Polar. It is a horrid illness to have to live with, for them and those around them.

  • Charlie K4/12/2008

    Very touching poem.

  • Susan Antonelli4/12/2008

    My Mom passed away Dec 06. We used to joke about my little poems. I wrote this when I was about 12 or 13. She knew we had an awful time when she was Manic and aggressive. She couldn't help it, She had a mental illness that was untreated. Our sense of humor got us throurgh a lot. And no, it wasn't ever given to her as a Mother's Day gift-it was just one of our little things we'd laugh about. I loved her dearly, we had terribleltimes and wonderful times. It was Auntie Mame and Mommie Dearest and more.It made me strong and empathetic and as I said the stroke blew it away and we had years of love that made up for my awful childhood..

  • Carol Bengle Gilbert4/11/2008

    I get the feelings but I hope you didn't mean that you gave this to her as a Mother's Day gift.

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