If you can’t concentrate, you can’t remember

One of scariest aspects about living day in and day out with my illness, is this feeling that I’m losing my memory (ies).

I’m scared because I may forget the life I lead today. It’s so full and meaningful now. What if, in a couple of years, when my boys are older, I can’t remember the simple things I cherish today?

Many of us at the clinic complained about our ‘foggy’ memory, how we’d walk into a room and forget why we’re there. This may seem familiar to those not suffering from a mental illness. We were reassured that this was just due to our inability to concentrate.  When you’re depressed,  your concentration span often goes down south and so you cannot remember.  How can you remember the moment if you weren’t in the moment to begin with?

But is that all that’s to it?

During my stay at the psychiatric clinic, I had two roommates, one worked as a carer at another psychiatric hospital.  She had some knowledge about our medication which helped a lot. She also loved bipolars. My roommates and I grew very close and we were often inseparable. We were like sisters. Then one afternoon out of the blue, I felt dizzy and couldn’t remember one of their names. Why did it happen? I felt quite present in the bloody moment!
I also felt quite embarrassed.

This wasn’t the first time it’s happened.  A few months back, I  couldn’t remember my best friend’s name. In my attempt to find the name, I felt like I’d been grabbing objects in the dark, stumbling over nonsense and realising I had been in the wrong room anyway. My husband had to flip the switch and hand over the name.

Is it the medication?

Is it the Bipolar Disorder?

Can I really blame this monster for everything?

At least it gave us all something to laugh about in the clinic.

And it’s a major driving factor for me to complete my memoir.

I don’t want to leaving this world with blank spaces. I don’t want to leave my family with empty pages. I want to live and remember this book called Life.

Be alive in the moment.

8 thoughts on “If you can’t concentrate, you can’t remember

  1. Pieces of Bipolar says:

    I also struggle with the whole memory thing. I am often reduced to thingy-ma-bob and what-is-name. I can’t ‘find the word’. Or else I’m at the grocery store, at the cashier, and I go marching off thinking I’ve already paid. Soooo embarassing. Before I drive, I test out the clutch, the break, hand break, indicators…. often I feel as if I shouldn’t be driving at all. My mind feels like a big, black, useless cavity that portrays me as ‘stupid’ several time a day. As for what’s to blame…..?……. I can’t remember what I was going to say………..

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  2. Kitt O'Malley says:

    We are not always in a fog. When depressed, as a side effect of certain medications, or while adjusting to medication changes or increases, our cognition and memories can be impaired. But the impairment need not be permanent. That you are writing is good. You are exercising your brain and your memory.

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      • Kitt O'Malley says:

        You just moved. Very stressful and overwhelming. You just got out of clinic. Give yourself a break and time to recover. How you feel and think now is not permanent. It is temporary.


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