Detroit Tigers

So last week I hinted at a few questions I wanted to discuss this week. I also threw out a big question: Are the 2016 Tigers any better than the 2015 Opening Day Tigers?

The Tigers have made a slew of deals this year, not just the big signings of Zimmerman and Upton, but also Pelfry, K-Rod, Justin Wilson, Mark Lowe, Saltalamacchia, Aviles, and Maybin.

But they also lost a ton of talent in Price, Cespedes, and Soria.

So where exactly do the big moves put them in terms of better or worse than last year?

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Bipolar ThoughtsBlog

I never really understood why we constantly talk about the impact that media images can have on a woman or young girl’s body image, but we never address it with men.

I do understand that women are suffering from eating disorders at alarming rates and are much more likely to permanently damage their body or die because of dysmorphia. I get that. I am not diminishing that in any way. But I think we need to recognize that it is difficult for men, and maybe in a lot more ways, but also maybe for different reasons.

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I have never won anything in my life. And I mean like, anything.

Not only have I failed to win the lottery, or Publisher’s Clearing House Sweepstakes, but I have never won more than $10 on a scratch-off.

It isn’t just luck games like that either. I can count, without removing a shoe, the number of sporting events I’ve won. I’ve never achieved a place in the playoffs, let alone won the championship, ever. Hell, I have only three times since I entered High School even rooted for a championship winning team, and two of those were the same franchise!

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It is impossible for me to have a discussion about my best friends without mentioning the shoelaces. Anyone who went to high school with me probably has memory of this. There were seven of us guys; we all had a black shoelace given to us as we entered the group, a sort of symbol of friendship and loyalty. Five of those guys, and myself makes six, are still extremely close friends, my best friends, really.

We all use the messenger app on iPhone called “GroupMe”, and we have a shoelace group where we can all chat together. We talk near daily on that app. We organize what we are trying to standardize into monthly hangouts. We talk about our lives or sports or sometimes just generate life questions to get to know each other better.

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Bipolar Thoughts

One of the things I am best at, and a lot of bipolars are this way, is keeping up a good appearance when I am feeling bad. Not more than a couple of weeks ago, in the middle of one of my worst depressive stretches in years, when I felt I was acting oddly by leaving the room constantly and not saying much of anything, I was told by a family member that I looked like I was doing really well. I just nodded and said “sure”, what is the sense of getting into it?

I often feel under-appreciated for the hard work I put into appearing ‘normal’.

Bipolar Thoughts

I often get myself caught up in conversations I either had myself, or was adjacent to in the recent past.

I’ll spend hours pouring over the details and how things could’ve been tweaked or phrased differently to achieve a different result. I try to imagine how either I or the other person came to the conclusion that was presented. I wonder if either of us learned anything about each other, about ourselves. I try to maximize what I said with fewer words.

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Just about everytime I go to see my shrink he asks me if anyone in my personal life has noticed any changes.

It is a weird question to me because the answer is always no. No one has ever once mentioned to me that I am acting differently or that they are worried or anything. Not once, not in my entire life, no matter how depressed, or suicidal, or manic, or anything.

People have commented on how ‘normal’ I was, that happens all the time, actually. People will say things to me like ‘I didn’t like the way that medication made you act’, or ‘I’m glad to see you are back to normal’ even though they said not one word when I was acting weird or not being ‘normal’.

Bipolar Thoughts

A very common euphemism goes something like “life isn’t beautiful without the pain”.

And while there is some truth in the sentiment that it is “hard to know the good without the bad”, I find this type of thinking to be hogwash.

Suicide proves it, right?

Suicide is probably not the most painful experience known to man, but no one argues that it is pleasant. There is real pain there. So having been to that dark place would make you appreciate the good times more, right? At least, according to this axiom. But that is practically never the case.

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